Christine K. Trease Poems

Have you ever made a Valentine?
Nor have I, but my folks made one fine.
Not with paper or glitter of gold,
Not with ribbons or a single fold
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Silenced desire through the ages
causes passion to lose its way.
Unrequited love found oft in history
fails to find the light of day.
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Amidst transparent blue-green foam,
currents of ivory wind hang on the sea,
tempting the waters and echoing words
of dialect to the breeze.
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Stone will of desire spurning the yearning
just as certainly as the cyclopean pyramid
sadly reflects towards the sky,
its tear-stained eye winking beneath the absurd moon,
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Somewhere amidst the venturing and riveting ascension
the sands continued softly to run their steady course.
Flecked with tranquil fondness and sculpted with emotion,
a life was molded firmly from a loving-hearted source
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Your path crossed mine and you were pleasing to my eye
I saw you again-you intrigued me
You sat at my table for lunch-you made me laugh
You saw me crying-you comforted my sadness
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When nip comes to tuck and push comes to shove.
I have to tell you the thing that I love
Is eating dinosaurs they’re a right tasty treat
Yum, tender loins and crunchy front feet!
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We had one more stop, and the clouds overhead were darkening
and rolling in. We pulled up to the locked gate and looked
at each other and laughed, the rain had begun to trickle down.
We made a run for it and barely had the gate unlocked
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Decorator fans work the hot thick air.
Sweating waitresses with drooping locks
rush from table to table with food piled trays.
Patrons lazily read the paper or sip cups
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A drought of time seems to keep the heavens at peace to-night
No rain
No stars
Nor sun
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