Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Twilight dims and sets between!
Chosen often as the scene,
After sunset lays to rest
And midnight lingers to lighten
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Throw the bums out!
And restock the bars,
With non-alcoholic beverages.
That's the politically correct thing to do,
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Even sweetened,
This concoction brewed
Taints and spoils taste buds,
Programmed for sugar...
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There is so much to be learn,
In burning bridges needed to cross!
Sometimes a debate to jump off...
Should not be reduced to argument at all.
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Mold and crafted,
Shaped and tweaked.
Here I am
With memories bittersweet.
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Do I care to be rated,
By egos deflated?
I look not for that embrace...
As I search to expand,
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I am no bitch in heat!
But I've been known
To be a 'mother'
On many occasion!
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You torture me,
With your plodding sense
Of loyalty...
And your belated timing!
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Psst! Hey...come here!
If ever you're in doubt
About my input and abilities,
You're not alone!
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Is cleverness essential to project,
To show and bestow...
With a determined self righteousness?
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