Patti Masterman Poems

I have seen your eyes so grave;
The quiet, gentle hands that hold
The little book; and your thoughts, brave.
The lined pages that they enfold:
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Could I but choose, out of each one alive
To find the one, most resembles my soul:
My mind's very image, of he who dwells
Exactly at center, and not the poles.
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I'm nobody's favorite Jezebel
I own myself like a stray dog
Owns a bush or tree
And nobody's after me.
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Here a secret's been passed down
In quiet tears of passing years
If you give every dropp of love away
That's only yours, to give
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I weigh out the hanging silence:
An anchor suspended above an abyss
In abeyance, I look for any light's kiss-
I never wanted to do it like this,
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Memories and time give other meanings
Prehistoric nerve was made of almost nothing-
Roots, berries, and salamanders in fire
Some metals possess the same memory: they can be bent
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My death waits inside of you
Seeking a tangent rebirth
Surely if a single plant
Can hold the whole life-cycle of creation;
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short men
devastate
most, my heart
for when
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six stone deep
i buried her baby
because she'd walked asleep-
for fear she'd dig it up maybe
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said flowers, blooming
said trees, swaying
colors, emotions building
fears and doubts allaying
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