Patti Masterman

Dream Of A Morning - Poem by Patti Masterman

Rent my dream in half;
Tip of a horseapple branch,
Projected into the steep plane of my sleep.

Falling green fruits, sailing along southerly winds;
Tales I gather into the hem of my nightgown,
Of fake apples never offered to Eve.

And snakes grown huge, with bulbous middles,
Sprouting thorny trees, from their many camouflage eye sockets,
And horses rearing up, at the sight of snakes.

Suddenly the sun peers in, just beside the fluttering curtain;
Snakes and horses dearticulating rapidly
Back into leaf patterns, spiraling onto the wall of morning.

Comments about Dream Of A Morning by Patti Masterman

  • (1/25/2010 12:13:00 PM)

    your dreams are so fascinating i like the ending (Report) Reply

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  • Fay Slimm (1/25/2010 11:45:00 AM)

    Dream of a poem - - - a veritable gift wrapped in inspired poetic idiom - - well written as is the usual' Pattie' contribution....., loved even the scent of this. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 11, 2010

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