Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Did you think I came to you,
To tenderize the moment?
I didn't come for that.
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'Did you not say this was undiscovered,
Fresh dirt?
This is the same dirt that has been here for years.
What is so unique about it? '
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Remember when you rejected my apology?
And I did my best...
With effort that still makes me wonder,
'Why'?
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Blessed and not confused about it!
Not at all.
No longer chasing rainbows,
Rabbit feet or four leaf clovers.
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I use to like it well done not rare.
Prepared tenderly as if one cared.
I had to have my steak well cooked and baked.
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Fast and furious,
Are the hypocrites jumping...
From one side of the fence to the other.
If not comfortably sitting on it,
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The only thing I regret,
About being competitive...
Is the slowing down of my pace,
To await for adequate competition.
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I hear your voice,
In ever changing whispers...
What it is you feel,
On those days you choose to say...
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A persistent consistency...
With detemination to excell,
Generates a motivation...
From inside one where it dwells.
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A bitter people,
Come together like birds of a feather...
To drop bitter fits and leave.
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