Patti Masterman


What's Left - Poem by Patti Masterman

What is left when a person goes-
A blank spot in the mirror, that shows
Where they used to be; and some shoes that speak
Of soles, that show a million steps receipt.

Dark smudges on piano keys,
And silhouettes, outlining things,
Memory books with darkened page,
Showing a gradually bent image.

Dried flowers, from some balls corsage,
Catheters, from medical triage,
Lipsticks broken off, in their tube-
This emptiness, where once a person stood.


Comments about What's Left by Patti Masterman

  • Johnathan Juarez (5/28/2012 12:37:00 AM)


    huh, its different from alot of what i've read of you. could this be a new style your picking up on? it reads splendidly. i love the short lines and easy feel of it though its abstract too. i like it....nice one (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 24, 2012



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