Romance

Lovelorn folks,

wanting

a relationship,

wasting

time

on the

emotionally

unavailable.

 

A simple statement. A simple poem. A complex issue.

 

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Love

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Tend to your garden,                                       
    your garden of love.

Love is like a plant;

    love takes time to grow.

If you stop

     caring for it,
         it slowly dies.

You need

     to give fully
         to live with love.

A lovely little poem about love. 

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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I Want to Know

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"We need to talk."

 

"About what?

Good news?

Bad news?

Something wonderful?

Something awful?

Why do you say that?"

 

“We need to talk.”  Whenever you hear those words, are you filled with anxiety? 

 

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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Cornered
at a party
at the office

on a stroll

ensnared

in an interminable talker. 

Buttonholed

by a boor

or a boor;

by an egotist,

or a polemicist,

by a labbermouth,

or ababbling barfly.

Often
there is nothing

short of rudeness

that can end it.

So,

hang in there?

Sometimes I’m trapped by the excessive talker, and sometimes I’m guilty of being the excessive talker. 

Sometimes I’d be working late at my office, trying to finish my work and go home, when a co-worker would come into my office, plop herself down in a chair, and refuse to take a hint.  One day I had an idea of how to put an end to this.  I stacked a bunch of reports and papers on my chair.  She came into my office, took the reports and papers from the chair, put them on the floor, and plopped herself into the chair.

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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Ask Amy

Dear Amy,

My husband—

unfaithful.

Many times.

Exhausted! Depleted!

How do I

let go of this grief?

I decided to separate.

I am struggling

to find some peace.

Dear Exhausted,

The chaos of your

marriage has exhausted

you to your core.

Stop! Breathe!

The peace you crave

comes from within.

One day at a time;

make those days

a little bit better.

Even the advice column can yield a poem.

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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Cheers and Tears

City Hall--filled with joyous tears,
applause, and even a harpist.
A domestic-partner registry,
an option for same sex couples

The book is coming out the end of April with a collection of 101 of the 2012 first quarter poems. I'm taking down the posts, but I'll leave the first stanza of each poem.