My Republic, /I am pledged by my childish troth/ So strangely to you.

giphy.gif
(poetry diary 251-5/10/17) Looking for poems referencing Watergate.
(Re: In Trump’s Firing of James Comey, Echoes of Watergate – Peter Baker – New York Times – 5/9/17)
Found this oddly touching one:

Pledge

Elizabeth Powell

Republic, your cool hands
On my schoolgirl shoulders.
Not sure what allegiances meant
Until the vows were held by heart,
By memory, by rote, by benign betrothal.
-
Read rest of poem 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: