Christine Natale

Rookie (August 9,1955 / Glen Ridge, New Jersey)

Christine Natale Poems

41. The Tower 8/24/2008
42. To Walk On Water 7/21/2008
43. We Must Shed Tears 7/29/2008
44. Wedding At Cana 8/17/2008
45. Will There Be Heroes? 8/24/2008
Best Poem of Christine Natale

Not In Love

It is hard to write a love poem
When you’re not in love.
I long to sing of flowers of fire
And burning stars above.
I want to feel as silver-quick
As a river to the sea,
And to tremble like a silver leaf
Upon an aspen tree;
To sing a world turned inside out
And to see the mountains move,
But it’s hard to write a love poem
When you’re not in love.

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The Saint And Her Fool

She appears in the evening, young and lovely,
Tracing the very edge of a womanhood
That she will never know.
She glides among the trees, singing a silent
Vespers to the stars, and sighing love
And praise to her lord and God.
Dressed in white robes, soft sandals
Bind her feet and keep them
From the sharp and thorny ground.

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