Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Just throw me any compliment you wish,
With superlatives dripping with adverbs and adjectives.
And don't forget that 'ego' written all over my forehead.
Be sure not to miss that.
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For the first time they all sat,
Together...
In an obvious nervousness.
No longer separated,
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You've clawed your way up to the top,
To dropp the jaws of foolish people.
Although this climb you have not stopped,
Already you've prepared a sequel.
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I don't do demands!

I 'may' take a request,
Every now and then.
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She said it was okay,
If he kissed her lips...
Whee...
He gone gone,
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I'm not a portrait painting on a canvas.
Waiting for a visit to exhibit.
I'm not one of those peephole old people...
Peeking out of keyholes all day,
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Hurt.
Healed.
And now distanced.
With an attitude that has abandoned,
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When it is discovered,
Not to be what it is.
Or what one has thought it to be...
Why is there a place for it sought?
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Just one of many leaves,
Yet to fall off 'that' tree.

'What does that have to do,
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Needed...
Is much more love.
Needed...
Is faith and hope.
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