Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Thick with wit,
In embedded ideals...
May appeal to those existing,
Within strict and limited points of view...
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Give me more than wishes on a long extended list.
I know it's time Christmas,
But I'd like a hug and kiss.
All I want is with you near and not just reminisced.
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This season is the best.
With gifts to give and get.
Heard are voices singing,
Carols, hymns as bells ring...
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It is not unusual to hear from those,
Climbing up from out of crevices...
Or from behind cemented walls,
To volunteer unsolicited comments...
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Children follow with a mocking,
Of that which to them has been fed and shown.
And those in positions who teach mediocrity,
As a known entity to have the children see...
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A smoozed and glamorized depiction of life,
Doesn't make the reality of living it any sweeter.
Especially for those awakening to discover,
Those good old days when pinching pennies...
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Stop crawling to the middle of it.
To prove to anyone you are confident.
Don't be that dude,
To become the one who's battered.
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No decade will 'ever',
Come close to what the 70's...
Exposed to implement,
With a diversity to create.
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Only those who recommend and suggest,
What others should do...
Seem to spend a lot of time in this effort.
But have not implemented the doing themselves...
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When one travels alone,
And not from views high on a saddle...
Adventures are experienced,
Close to brush against and to touch.
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