Patti Masterman

Patti Masterman Poems

2361. The Difference Between Age And Wisdom 9/28/2013
2362. White Trash 8/30/2011
2363. High Upon The Rainbow 9/3/2011
2364. White Space 9/29/2011
2365. Cinderella Limericks 4/20/2010
2366. The Genii In The Bottle 4/20/2010
2367. Wish I May, Wish I Might 7/4/2011
2368. A Giraffe Ate Your Tulips 9/12/2011
2369. Angel 3/4/2012
2370. In A Dream 4/28/2010
2371. You'Ve Given New Meaning Even To Pain 4/17/2010
2372. A Dialectic 4/17/2010
2373. We Journeyed To Chichen Itza 4/20/2010
2374. Pacing Out A Soul 5/4/2010
2375. Art Is Alive 2/4/2010
2376. Don'T Try To Decode Me 12/29/2009
2377. Anti-Love Poem #2 12/29/2009
2378. The Shoe Of Authority 12/29/2009
2379. Only The Music Of Your Skin 1/2/2010
2380. Babes In Arms 1/12/2010
2381. Earth Is Writing Herself Into Poems 1/3/2010
2382. If Poetry And Music Died 1/25/2010
2383. Anger Finds Always Its Reasons To Be 2/21/2010
2384. Drinking Poetry From A Brown Paper Bag 2/17/2010
2385. A Corpse 4/10/2010
2386. Jealous Nature 4/10/2010
2387. Starting With You 3/5/2012
2388. Hidden In The Thick Of History 3/6/2012
2389. I Wanted Forever With You 3/4/2012
2390. A Diadem Of Dust I Wear 3/8/2012
2391. Still The Stones Stand, Remembering 3/11/2012
2392. I Want To Give Away My Dreams 3/10/2012
2393. Shell Game 2/19/2012
2394. The Quiet Dust Lies 2/28/2012
2395. We Have Our Being In The Air 3/29/2012
2396. That New Beauty Abound 3/29/2012
2397. We Flew In The Clouds 3/12/2012
2398. There Are Some Rooms From Childhood 3/12/2012
2399. Sometimes We Wake Before We Die 5/24/2012
2400. Unfathomable Being 5/20/2012

Comments about Patti Masterman

  • Smoky Hoss (8/28/2011 9:17:00 AM)

    Patti's words flow like oxygen through the lungs and blood through the heart, bringing life, and the exhileration of living, to her grateful readers. The world is a bit better place thanks to her poetry.

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  • Amy Lalala (6/22/2011 11:41:00 PM)

    So i randomly came across a poem you had commented on, what you said reminded me alot of something my dad would say so i decided to scope you out.
    It probably doesn't mean much coming from a 17 year old but i really enjoyed reading your poetry!

  • Barbara Clafton (6/20/2011 4:53:00 PM)

    Patti, your poetry is brilliant, inspiring and moving. Thankyou for sharing your creativity with us x

  • Laura Inès Nùñez Cremades (7/15/2010 5:10:00 PM)

    You 'Last goodbye' poem reminded me of my mother.
    I was deeply moved.
    Beatiful work

  • Booklover Tv Lounger (3/7/2010 3:56:00 PM)

    You're a really great poet. I enjoy your poems very much. A nice addition to the PH community. I wish you every happiness and all the best.

    P.S: Couldn't help myself from not saying THANK YOU for your bio summary. It helped with the login problem I get with PH. (and all this time I thought it was my lousy comp; P) .

  • Carol Gall (1/9/2010 5:53:00 AM)

    patti is my friend she is an amazing poet writes from her heart and loves hard
    i can see patti in egyption times or in a futuristic world she is a kind and caring person i love her poetry you never know what to expect and that makes it all the more exciting thanks patti for being the excellent poet your are and for being my friend keep writing you are a natural poet patti also loves to laugh
    and she often make others laugh too

Best Poem of Patti Masterman

Anti-Love Poem #1

When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
If you must, let it be once only
And let that be as their epitaph.
Let the seasons and the wind
Sweep away the painful memories
Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke.
And give yourself some time to recover.

If you must write thousands of lines
About what went wrong, or why,
For gods sake burn it- burn it quickly
Don't leave it lying around for others eyes to see
And for the dance line to start forming behind you:...

Read the full of Anti-Love Poem #1

We Came Together

We came together at the window,
Through which, we watched the days unfold;
So is this our ending; merely syntax
At the cusp, where winds grew cold?

Did we lose that joy and wonder
That once so long ago, we'd touched;
Did mundane hours finally sunder-
Did I become for you, just crutch?

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