Patti Masterman


Comments about Patti Masterman

  • Silver Star - 3,125 Points John Richter (1/23/2015 2:13:00 PM)

    I have not even read your poems yet, Miss Patti..... Well, except for those on your biography page. And so here I sit, mesmerized by your prolific nature. 'I sit before a brilliant sheet of paper, you are going to write a poem, I say'........ I think this will be in the running for my own final epitaph! And surely it will be upon my mind, each and every time, I start a poem anew! Looking forward to reading your work. Oh, something I read on your page (your family would find you after death buried underneath thousands of pages of your poems) reminded me of my favorite poet Emily Dickinson, whose family and friends were shocked to find over 1800 poems stashed about her property - found after her death. She was unheard of before - but became famous long after her death. Currently she's seen as one of America's greatest poets.

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,723 Points Elena Sandu (8/22/2013 1:51:00 AM)

    I have read only a few poems of you but for each, a best impression. Your pen seem to give me the canvas, the colors, draws the sketch than gifted me food for thought, your poems I have found to be seeds for infinite freedom, thank you!

  • Freshman - 730 Points Giorgio Veneto (11/10/2012 1:34:00 AM)

    Patti Masterman is among the few poets that I admire so much. She manages to surprise me with her bold also untamed intellect and perception. Her expression is laconic and accurate, often resembling soft velvet and often again a precision compass to portray and analyze with accuracy her multi dimensional themes. Patti belongs among the Great Classics and not many will ever receive this recognition from me.

  • Silver Star - 3,860 Points Diane Hine (4/29/2012 10:04:00 PM)

    One can always rely on Patti to see life from a brilliantly fresh perspective.
    Her poems are a treasure-chest of great reading.

  • Rookie Stefanie Fontker (10/10/2011 11:50:00 AM)

    Madame Patti has not written nearly enough poems, I expect about another 2000 from her! If she was to ever stop writing, a part of my heart would wither away. And so for the sake of myself, and those like me, I beg her to continue to shower the world with her talent and wit.

  • Rookie Leall Gimiel (9/15/2011 5:48:00 PM)

    It isn't about the words, it's about things that words cannot describe, well known as feelings, and I think that when you can make people feel them using just the words you become a poet, like mademoiselle Masterman.

  • Rookie Eric Cockrell (8/31/2011 8:44:00 PM)

    Patti is a stunning poet, who has the magic touch that reaches deep into the heart and exposes its naked beauty.... am thankful to read her work!

  • Bronze Star - 2,588 Points Smoky Hoss (8/28/2011 9:17:00 AM)

    Patti's words flow like oxygen through the lungs and blood through the heart, bringing life, and the exhileration of living, to her grateful readers. The world is a bit better place thanks to her poetry.

  • Rookie Amy Lalala (6/22/2011 11:41:00 PM)

    So i randomly came across a poem you had commented on, what you said reminded me alot of something my dad would say so i decided to scope you out.
    It probably doesn't mean much coming from a 17 year old but i really enjoyed reading your poetry!

  • Rookie - 77 Points Barbara Clafton (6/20/2011 4:53:00 PM)

    Patti, your poetry is brilliant, inspiring and moving. Thankyou for sharing your creativity with us x

Best Poem of Patti Masterman

A House Breathes Through Its Bones

A house breathes through its bones,
Its summits sit like sentries;
Though rafters decompose-
It never denies entry.

Its ghosts lie in their beds,
Soft earth beneath their memory;
The shutters firmly closed-
The past seen only dimly.

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Anti-Love Poem #1

When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
If you must, let it be once only
And let that be as their epitaph.
Let the seasons and the wind
Sweep away the painful memories
Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke.

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