Sunday, May 6, 2012

How The World Engraves Itself Upon Our Being Comments

Rating: 4.5

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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Patti Masterman
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Pamela Sinicrope 01 May 2016

This is my kind of poem. These are the things I am drawn to that puzzle. I like how your brought your poem together in the final stanza pulling your images into the things that can hide a pearl a poem to be reborn for our future children. Beautiful.

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Smoky Hoss 17 May 2012

You have touched, even entered into, Something here that is deeper than all the worlds waters, a place beyond time. Fantastic poetry, absolutely so. Whatever otherness that flows through nature to create such wonders must surely also flow through your spirit.

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Captain Cur 16 May 2012

Our poetry is written so our children' children may learn the old tales, we will light the stars at noon, our words fill the depths of the ocean, become as valuable as the pearl and irritate my muse who is yelling to me to bring another her another jigger of rum. Loved the poem, Patti.

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Johnathan Juarez 15 May 2012

it's very organic i love that

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Valerie Dohren 08 May 2012

Great poem Patti - captures all those joys that we find in life, especially as children.

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Wahab Abdul 07 May 2012

good poem, i like it, well crafted and well said..

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