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FORTUNE TELLERS

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Squirrels dance with abandon

to circadian rhythm

leaving behind all restraint,

and stashes of seeds and nuts

in unlikely places which

I shall discover in Spring.

Like gypsy fortune tellers

they scamper from one customer

to another predicting what is to come.

The plants seem to listen 

afraid not to learn their fate.

They wilt a bit and lose color

as their fortune unfolds.

Their worst fears make them bold.

They bloom twice as many flowers.

They turn every flower head to seed.

They will not be caught unaware

of warnings gypsy squirrels have brought.

Perhaps, their glory will fade.

But, all will not be lost.

The squirrels promise new life will appear

in old and new plots.

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THE LIGHT WE REFUSE TO SEE

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I used to believe Truth lived in the shadows.

If only we could shine enough light,

then Truth would be set free

for all to see.

There are those who prefer we stay in the dark,

it is true. They fear the Light will open our eyes.

It is no longer so easy to darken the streets 

upon which we set our feet

hoping to reach a place of greater liberty.

Truth speeds around the world 

from one shadowed place to the next.

Through media Truth moves at the speed of light.

Truth seekers use facts to light our way

along the path to a new day,

one where Light holds sway.

The darkness can no longer hide Truth in shadow.

Those who live in the dark side of life

create new truths able to live in false Light.

In their constant retelling of lies

Truth simply dies in plain sight.

The battle between the Light and the Dark,

between Truth and Lies

is now exposed in MAGA prose

stealing the limelight with false praise

for oligarchs, autocrats and murderers

whose only goal is to control

the flow of wealth into their own pockets

while those who work to be whole

starve and struggle at their feet.

Those forced to  flee and seek amnesty as refugees

would add their story to our own 

brightening the Truth we already know.

The telling would not surprise the homeless

who walk our own streets.

The homeless, like Truth, used to hide in shadow.

We try to keep them there so we cannot see

the borders they have crossed.

Truth and Light and Love are all apiece.

Without Love we are blind and refuse to seeTruth.

There is no Light strong enough to overcome

deliberate blindness cushioned by lies.

We allow them in boardrooms, newsrooms,

hearing rooms and even, courtrooms.

“Speak Truth to Power,” isn’t that what we say?

When Power seizes the Light with falsehood

can we not see that False Light

can never be allowed to hold sway?

True Light is always more powerful than false.

Liars know this and ban books, and oppose

all who stand alight within Truth’s glow.

This is the one thing I still know.

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TOWERS OF BABEL

There were rivers to cross,

then oceans;

and hills to climb,

then mountains.

Common language was lost

in failed use.

New languages grew

in its place.

The Tower of Babel could not be built,

but lay waiting, 

for the day

boundaries could be crossed

minute by minute.

Applications translate

while we communicate.

Photos bound oceans.

News climbs mountains.

We build a common language

internetted, and interconnected.

No more need for State’s Rights when we

can all see a shared reality.

A united people is difficult to control

so Republicans lose their party

to the control of the trolls

who lay waiting under the bridges

we cross to meet one another.

And Right where we cross

they argue State’s Rights

to obfuscate and create

The United States of Babel,

making it impossible

to Build Back Better,

or vote.

And they do not stop at our borders.

Right wing trolls mine under the bridges

which unite the world’s democracies,

creating Towers of Babel

across the earth.

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NEED

Need is alive and well

clumped, clutching the belly

where it often dwells.

Need rises heavily

and steadily

devours the will

posed on the tongue

fearing disclosure

until the body is wrung

out.

Out of time.

Out of strength.

Out of courage

to speak one’s mind.

Then, Need sinks below

The threshold;

travels down the spine

all the way to one’s toes

which curl against the road

before starting to run

away with thoughts.

Need circles around

and around

and around

Need cannot be out-run.

Need always finds a way

to be heard.

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THANKSGIVING,By Louise Annarino,November 19,2013

It is easy to be thankful

for those whose love for us rolls easily

from their tongues, envelops us seamlessly

and shoulders us heavenly.

More difficult it is to be thankful

for those whose love growls coarsely,

binds us tightly

and holds us back fearfully.

Not all love is open, assured and courageous.

But, all love is true,

bears a message meant to be heard,

and shares a strength we may need

to make our own

that we may become someone

others may be thankful to know

and love.

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