Patti Masterman


Patti Masterman Poems

1. Other's Time Is Not Your Time 12/29/2009
2. I Die In Bits And Pieces 12/29/2009
3. Winding Sheet 12/31/2009
4. The Burden Is Easy And The Yoke Is Light 12/31/2009
5. Life Contains Within Itself A Strange Lack 1/3/2010
6. Memory Is A Cool Pool Of Checkered Fabrics 1/21/2010
7. We Are The Answer To The Question 1/21/2010
8. Every Day I Hear One Of My Loved Ones 1/21/2010
9. When We First Met 1/21/2010
10. Indifference 1/23/2010
11. Gilded 1/24/2010
12. Words We'Ll Never Say 1/24/2010
13. When You First Wake Up After Sleeping 1/24/2010
14. I'M Not A Hypochondriac 1/20/2010
15. My Love Appeared Perfectly Folded 1/25/2010
16. Forgotten Young Hands 2/4/2010
17. Who Opens The Door 2/4/2010
18. I Have A Tattoo Of You In My Heart 2/4/2010
19. Your Two Eyes Worship 2/4/2010
20. In Aubergine Ochers 2/4/2010
21. Fractious Children 2/4/2010
22. It's A Trick Of The Heart 2/4/2010
23. I'M A Word Slut 2/4/2010
24. God Hides In The Smallest Places 2/4/2010
25. Questions Haunt The Waking Man 2/4/2010
26. He Carried Me Far 1/26/2010
27. We Cry For Ourselves 1/26/2010
28. In Ritual Evil Gets It's Ego Stroked 1/26/2010
29. Take Beautifulest Draughts 2/6/2010
30. Out Of Nothing Came The All 2/6/2010
31. Some Things Demand An Answer 2/6/2010
32. My Words I Set To Music 2/6/2010
33. Why Ask If Love Is True Or Walks 2/6/2010
34. Sanctuary 2/7/2010
35. My Other Self 2/7/2010
36. In Photos 1/25/2010
37. Broken Symmetry 2/7/2010
38. Fire And Clay 2/8/2010
39. It Takes Some Darkness 2/8/2010
40. My Heaven Fell 2/8/2010
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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Don'T Try To Decode Me

Don't try to decode me;
Enter into any liberties,
Never try to read my mind,
So aloof cause you're not my kind.

You're a bore and so uncouth;
And you wouldn't know the truth
If it bludgeoned you in the eye-
And this is all more reason why

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