Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Bring me that love,
My Dear Father.
Bring that love to me.
Bring me that love,
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Mixing to match statistics to blend...
Diverse but divided communities,
Provide sightseeing tourists
An atmosphere remembered,
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Maneuvering my way through the BS,
Without letting too much of mine rub off!
Gotta keep this intact until I find a way,
To pack it up and leave it alone.
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Can we detach ourselves from distractions?
Can we allow explorations to expand within our minds,
And finding the Universe more than a place
Confining us to taste limitations?
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Let the Sun light in,
And let it dance upon your face.
Let every muscle tensed be removed from your brow.
Be living where you are...
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Moist and sweet,
Like a Macintosh can be in Spring!

An apple bitten dripping juice...
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Late at night...
As owls watch from perches high,
Rings worn are slipped off.
Mixed drinks in bars are sent,
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Escalations,
Appear in their sights.
Warmongers hunger to incite fights.
Determined to burn with precise agitation!
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I know...
You want me to feel
That superiority you believe you have,
Over me!
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There is not a rock they can hide behind.
Not a boulder molded near the summit
Of mountain peaks...
Can plug the stench caused by these hoodlums.
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