Patti Masterman


Under My Driftwood Body Of Stars - Poem by Patti Masterman

Your warm pearls caught beneath my throat-
Diamond whittled, brightling fired;
Across the ocean, I heard your whisper
Under my driftwood body of stars.

Like ancient oars, my limbs rowed homeward
Into the harbor, into port;
And dazzling eyes, both full and ancient
Are the promised ignition spark.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 30, 2013


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