“JUNE 25, 2024”

LOOKING THROUGH MY BACK PAGES IS THE THEME

NO SCHEME

JUST SEEMS THE THING TO DO.

Here it is 2015. Christmas eve. Happy Holidays to everyone and Merry Christmas and all that jazz. Have a prosperous New Year. May we be in the mood for peace and love instead of hate. May we learn to love each other as human beings. May we learn to not always be at war.

I wish you peace and love for 2016 or at least put a dent in the hate.

Vicki Trusselli

I was looking through my back pages today. This is a little ditty in December 2015. I was 65 living on the beach.

Within six months I stepped off the train to kiss the ground in LA.

Time is on my mind today

As I look out across the way

To this day June 2024

I hear there’s another door.

I no longer want to do everything at once.

I have slowed down,

As the years roll by as I count

The numbers, calculate around

The least age today

Then I would be almost 75.

Still alive,

So, a question for my brain

I was born on September 18, 1949.

That means that I am 75 because the calculations are the highest number.

Just being a clown

As I recover from my fall of a week ago.

So,

This is not AI

Cause it’s me

Contemplating

Around

The table

Of roses and baby's breath

And let us learn more

To know what we do for the next door.

It’s all in a days work

Pick up your pen

To write on the long yellow sheets of paper,

To fold the paper into a paper plane,

To blow into the wind across the oceans, the mountains, and skyscrapers

To fly the rainbow,

To yell equality,

As I yell democracy,

Women’s rights,

CIVIL RIGHTS,

LGBTQ RIGHTS,

THE VOTING RIGHTS

For all we must fight

Again.

This is the year

Of elections

I choose Democracy & freedom for all.

Just in my head,

Hear what I said.

I thought about my kitty, puppy and birdie.

Even they live for freedom

So here we all sit looking out at the sky

Asking why

How did we get here?

The far right has been working for decades since the 1970s.

No longer a rhyme,

But this is now reason in time,

To be free,

To laugh,

To cry,

To write,

To just be.

A little note

To share

My week of news

And to keep up to date.

Right now, my brain feels all creative and then my brain feels like I must take my head out of the sand to promote truth in Journalism.

PEACE OUT!