Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

These days are moving along too fast,
For anyone to begrudge...
A doing not done in those times in their past.
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It has taken me many years to rebuild my life.
MANY.
And I could care less how I am perceived.
My experiences have assisted in my beliefs.
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I'm a long distance caller,
Focused on your needs.
And you may not know this,
Since near you I don't sit.
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Time should never be the reason,
Why what is loved...
Needs more of it for someone to find.
If it's true and there to stay on one's mind.
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It has become so easy to criticize,
One who is effective in a doing to get done...
By those who stand aside seeking the spotlight.
But lack experience showing they know what that's like.
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From the very moment that it stings,
Forgiving to forget a harboring that swings...
Back and forth from that day forward,
When a heartbreak begins to be remembered...
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What appeared in my mind,
At one time to have been abstract...
Has long cleared from my vision to obstruct.
No matter how abstract,
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I've never been into résumé introductions,
To then project a promenading...
Like a peacock accepted by a flock of quacks.
I am not into that.
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How is he preparing for the next debate?

'That's hard for us to determine,
As of this date.'

Why?
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I had felt crucified,
In those days long gone by...
When I had admitted to witnessing,
What others would deny and permitted.
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