Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You with the temper fits,
Need to sit and listen...
To your moans.
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At this time in my life,
I am not trying to find...
Comfortable allegiances,
With those of similar likes.
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It is never too late,
For one to discover self and identity.

However,
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Had he not destroyed the lives,
Of millions of people...
With deceit and lies.
And arrogant displays of ignorance.
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The energies of dimensions met.
And my ancestors did I see.
I knew in my heart they had not left.
And those tears once wept...
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Give!
Do not worry about the getting.
Offer!
The life we live is the blessing.
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The jealous.
Envious of others.
Insecure and bitter too.
Believing picking on someone will do...
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When I made a decision
To use the name I was blessed with
Adding a second name that meant exactly
What my first name means in a different dialect...
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Did the pollen of the willows,
Disturb the moss on the bark?
It settled there and slept.
As the marsh in the meadow,
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Looking around and observing those once inflated,
By temptations that elated.
And draped some with sugarplumes on their plate!
And couldn't wait to prance around...
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