Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I feel like this about life...
If you have reached your 40's,50's and 60's
With a lack of identity and understanding,
As to who you are?
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The budding.
A rebirth of a season missed.
Spring arrives to lift spirits high.
Clear blue skies are witnessed...
...

You STILL wouldn't 'get it'.
Even IF the directions,
Were drawn using neon crayons
Pointing to the exit...
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Be safe.
Be cool.
Be for real...
By doing what you feel,
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It's falling apart...
Quicker than their suspicions,
Can point fingers.
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'If' said to hear it,
To suggest or recommend.
Has a powerful effect kept,
On one's imagination.
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In the silence there are answers.
When the mind is hushed.
And free of busy thoughts to think.
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I am not perfect.
I have flaws.
And they are there in public view.
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Okay!
I will admit what I observe daily,
Does not exist with a worthiness to mention.
It will be difficult.
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The boldest moves to take,
Are those one makes...
To shake away from the past.
And divorcing from it quick!
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