Patti Masterman Poems

When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
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A house breathes through its bones,
Its summits sit like sentries;
Though rafters decompose-
It never denies entry.
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A dream for you
And one for me;
A mermaid's blue,
A symphony,
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A bear came to dinner;
He ate before the bell,
He didn't use his napkin,
I am here to tell.
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Behind the movies scenes, behind the protagonist's smiles,
Beneath the orchestra's strings, back of the ticket booths,
There is a message found in all of this;
That this is the now, and you are here alive,
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Each makes for himself his own hell or heaven,
Each finds for himself his face, false or true.
For none can augur you what's odd or even;
For none can do for you what you must do.
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I do not know how one writes poetry
or how bright stars shine only at night-
Although there are theories to be found, in certain writings
that say stars may be seen in the bottoms of the deepest wells
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How much are words like bridges-
Or fires, to cut a swathe,
Some distances not traveled;
Last stop, where love got off.
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I think we were never strangers-
I think we were always friends;
Standing shyly across the room
Just waiting- to begin/
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Any time I don't understand something
Or feel unhappy with the way things are going,
Anger steps up, 'use me; let me help'
And I used to give Anger a lot of free rein,
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