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VOTE BLUE

Politics well-played avoids wars.

Games require referees not on-the-take,

and rules to establish guidelines

to mark the true scores.

Even Monopoly puts wrongdoers in jail,

and cheaters lose turns to correct

false places on the board.

Poker often leads by bluffs

But stacking the deck is deplored.

Republicans no longer play politics well.

They pay off the refs and announcer in the box,

Unilaterally re-design the track

and put burrs under saddles

To fix the race they brazenly run

with no thought to the damage done;

not only to their opponents,

but to the chance to keep the game fun.

Instead, they ruin any chance to avoid

the wars and disasters sure to come.

Vote Democratic, everyone!

It is the only way our republic can last

So we can all join in and play

fair and square another day.

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THE TIME OF DAY

With disdain Dad would say,

“I wouldn’t give him the time of day.”

Want the time of day?

Some would never deign 

to give it to you.

I’ll give you the time of day.

It is time to explain 

that everyone lies.

They lie in bed and play

with lists of all they will do.

They start each day with lies

to themselves which eschew

their human frailties, and rise

to fail, but never admit

they are but lesser gods.

This is too much reality  for some

whose narcissism trods

the boards in life’s grand play.

We ignore lies with civil display

of nods and winks and handshakes.

Even liars have money to spend.
We dare not let them get away

with dodging truth and yet we do.

Why pass up the chance

bleed them dry and get some dough?

Or the votes of those who believe 

their lies, told so often truth all blends

into nonsense which makes us  

jump on their bandstand

and play their false tune.

Everyone lies we tell ourselves.

So what? Just do not pay attention

and we will be fine. 

Lies told often enough will

become the party line

and trap all who refuse

to admit the lie itself is the ruse.

The trick is not to believe the lie,

nor tune out from lies’ refrains

repeated on media outlets

until their bloodied stains

darken our ability to see

the truth which could

have set us free.

The trick is to stay tuned in

and search for facts

that disclose the sin.

Then ask for forgiveness

for the lies we told throughout the day.

So we can sleep the sleep of newborns,

awakened to a new world

where truth is explored

and lessons learned

that we may grow up in reality.

This is that time of day for me.

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HAIKU

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There are so many

shoes dropping I am tripping

on the way to vote.

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RICHER OR POORER

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Nothing is surer

than the rich get richer

and the poor get poorer.

Private equity firms 

build wealth and power

through loopholes in tax laws

that like black holes

deeply draw in Sinemas

and Republicans 

to protect their donors.

Black Holes that allow no escape

for  clerical workers and truckers,

those who stock shelves

and wait tables, who wash the dishes

of the rich who eat at fine restaurants

teachers cannot afford.

While equity pays off at a lower tax rate

than those who labor, 

not simply push paper.

Never has a black hole shown stronger

that no one can avoid voting, any longer.

If there had been another Democratic senator

we would watch that black hole close

and deprive the rich from getting richer

while the poor get poorer.

No one need be poor in this rich nation.

I applaud the compromise with elation.

And will vote to increase Democratic clout.

Voting is what we must be about.

And then we will see loopholes close,

and create true equity for all Americans equally.

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LETTER TO REPUBLICANS

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Sirs, if you would please

let our people go as they will.

Your collar on their necks is too tight.

It steals their breath.

It dims their sight.

It twists their minds

in your unholy light

with distorted tales

meant to keep them near

where you can hear

their strangled cheers.

These are not cheers of joy,

but cheers of fear.

Sirs, the game is up.

Now, only cruelty

fills your cup.

No policies nor principles

guide your foolish pride.

History is not on your side.

Your wealth must abide

on steadier ground.

Sirs, you can no longer hide

behind false claims and lame

excuses for false supremacy.

Better to unlock the grip of lies

you use to hold onto

power never due you.

The power, sirs, is ours.

Spreading chains across ballot boxes

weakens the nation, but not it’s people.

The power is ours, sirs, not yours.

Sirs, if you would please, step aside.

Move to higher ground

before the tide turns into a flood

and streets run red rivers of blood

across a country mired in shame

to have lost democracy.

You, sirs, if you please, are to blame.

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STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012

STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012

STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012


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LAST GASPS

The walk today around the ponds

did little to cool the heated exchange

of contrary thoughts within my brain.

Backlash I expected 

when Obama was elected,

when coal and oil fell below

solar panels and wind towers,

when colorful skin hues

crossed more borders,

when gender bended far and wide,

when the Greatest Generation

was buried away from memory,

when veterans returned

poisoned by water with lungs burned,

when shuttered factories

shattered lives and families,

when supply chains carried

cheapest goods at higher prices,

when taxes went uncollected

from the richest and best protected,

when democracy was no longer taught

in schools where bullets flew.

All this I knew.

All this I expected.

All this.

All this is nothing new.

Backlash always happens.

But in the past, it was opposed

not embraced. 

Haters were kept in place,

not elected and allowed to lead

insurrections and traitorous rejection

of the Constitution of these United States.

Senators orated and coordinated

across party lines

to stop the attacks on nation

and govern in motions

meant to save the country

with never a notion

to use the hate to gain control

of power and wealth

while the nation died.

Death was a line parties refused to cross.

Now, death is tool to retain control.

I seek life in the ponds, in the trees,

along paths still unseen

in a future confronting

humankind’s utter destruction.

The haters’ last gasps

must not become our own.

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THE AMERICAN GARDEN

DAFFODILS Louise Annarino, J.D. July 1, 2022

Lack of trust has invaded

in rulings meant to harm.

The Law has always 

been my hope,

stare decisis the blanket

which keeps hope warm

and alive. No more.

The plants in my garden

are travelers, often moved

to new places where 

they better sink in roots

to mend and grow. 

The bulbs, too meander,

carried by squirrels

with short memories

to bloom again.

Such chaos in a garden

must be controlled.

Beauty arises from balance,

the meld of new with old.

It unfurls harmony

in steadfast rules

on which the gardener can rely.

No harmony can happen

when stare decisis flees the garden,

when black robes become shadows

over truths we all know.

The fields ofAmerica will soon lie fallow

because the Supreme Court

has abandoned the land

where democracy grows.

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RESPECTFULLY, I DISSENT

United States Supreme Court Building, Washington, D.C. Original image from Carol M. Highsmith’s America, Library of Congress collection. Digitally enhanced by rawpixel. by Carol M Highsmith is licensed under CC-CC0 1.0

Nine to three line pockets

of those whose greed

suppresses votes,

suppresses women,

suppresses refugees,

suppresses America’s survival

suppresses Earth’s survival. 

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HAIKU / U.S. REP. MARY MILLER

“Saving white life” may

have been a Freudian slip.

The story it tells!

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