Patti Masterman

This World Is Too Real - Poem by Patti Masterman

This world is too real;
So slow down this ride,
I'm on the third rail-
The outgoing tide.

My fingers trace magic,
My mind’s like a sail;
Must endings be the tragic
Magnum Opus fail?

Where's the book of life,
Elixir to living,
Ending to strife,
Counterpoint of striving?

If the grave's not the end
Of the time we unravel,
Is death the sole friend
Upon more lonely travels?

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  • Smoky Hoss (6/15/2011 10:56:00 AM)

    Superbly intriguing poem. I love the context, the thought and the movement, so very good. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 7, 2011

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