Patti Masterman

By The Wall, By The Tree - Poem by Patti Masterman

By the wall, by the tree,
A frail flower grew:
It reached it's small buds
Toward the sun, for it knew
The sun was it's father,
And earth was it's mother;
For everything born here
Must come out of two.

By the spring, by the creek,
A tall tree stood strong:
It held up it's arms toward the sky,
Like a song;
No weather could dampen
It's green growing heart;
It never felt fear,
For it knew life is long.

By the flower, by the tree,
A young child rose up:
He climbed with his face to the sky,
Like a cup;
He drank from the sun and the earth
And the spring;
For when he grew older
His heart too, must sing.

Comments about By The Wall, By The Tree by Patti Masterman

  • (2/21/2010 12:58:00 AM)

    good piece Patty...your poem sings sweet...the theme is life and its wonders and you bring them in 3D...10 (Report) Reply

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  • (2/16/2010 10:37:00 PM)

    Rani and Krissy are both right, great poem (Report) Reply

  • (2/7/2010 2:52:00 PM)

    very very nice. Randi is right. I could read it over and over. It sounds so beautiful. great job
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  • (2/7/2010 2:37:00 PM)

    Beautiul text and imagery, lines are worth reading and re-reading over again. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 11, 2010

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