Tricia Mae Chua Poems

Life is too short to be spent
griping about the past,
things you don't have,
places you haven't seen,
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You were a young leaf
A flapping shimmer of green
In the early spring sunshine
Happy, joyous
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Even now I dream of you
In different forms and guises.
Simple joys of aery days—
Rooster crows to greet the morning,
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The day opens with a gray nondescript sky
Yellowing leaves strewn haphazardly
on the patchy lawn below my bedroom window.
The air motionless outside except for an occasional breeze
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Here is my early morning delight…
Lying together with you in a tangled heap of soft warm flesh just before dawn;
Chest to chest with your legs entwined in mine.
Your arms envelope me and draw me in closer until we come face to face.
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Delicate pink petals
Raining down like confetti
On this gusty spring day.
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A goat rope-bound by its neck
To a stake on the ground
The thing its center
and yet its bane
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I scan through the cards on the shelf.
The simplest of tasks
Seems like the hardest thing for me to do,
trying to pick the right one for you.
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Thinking of you
Rain pouring down
Dry oak leaves
Dark night embracing
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Like bookends to a decade
You shy of forty by two
I two just off thirty
With pages of life in between
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