Thursday, February 14, 2013

State of the Union Focus

Our unfinished task:
Restore the basic bargain
that built this country—
the idea
that if you work hard,
if you meet your responsibilities,
you can get ahead,
no matter where you come from,
no matter what you look like,
no matter who you love.

Our unfinished task:
Make sure that government works
on behalf of the many,
not just the few.

Barack Obama’s speeches are so poetic that I have to do very little to them to transform them into a poem.
© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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Friday, February 1, 2013


Pickles lead mysterious lives,                                                     
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trolling the briny depths.
They seem content.

Shoulder to shoulder
tightly packed,
treading their bracken aquarium.

The pickle fisherman
descends two brave fingers
into the cold green waters.

The angler tastes sweet and salt
herb and spice
chilly present and summer past.

In a previous life,
the pickle knew warm days
and cool smooth skin.

It lived a previous life as a cucumber.

Everybody liked my poem "Ticked Off" (see December 19, 2012 post) that was about cucumbers, I thought you might like this one about pickles.  This poem bout pickles is from August 22, 2012. 

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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