Patti Masterman


Final Grace - Poem by Patti Masterman

Step away now, one foot turn,
Run toward arms, dark as flame,
With the deaf tongue still searching
For the blind eyes' refrain.

Step along now, through tunnels
Of labyrinthine fears,
Where echoes rebound, brittle,
With the descent of years.

Follow stairs, lost in error
Where a blue fog prevails,
And the maze prevents logic,
On its faltering trails.

Follow breath, your last marker,
Till it cease, at the edge-
And embrace slipping footsteps,
Head and heel, over ledge.

Quicken heart, as you're falling,
For you've heard of this place;
Leave the flesh, broke and hollow-
Your new home’s final grace.

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  • (5/7/2011 7:42:00 PM)


    You continue to amaze me with your masterful use of mystic, and metaphor. Very delightful, always, to read your works. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011


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