Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

They can not grasp
The onslaught of thought!
Erratic.
Dramatic destruction
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When one loses stock of relevance,
A significant influence ceases.
Similar to having false teeth
Replace the original!
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When I found you...
I also found myself!
And when I lost you,
You left behind
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Shade?
Isn't that something
Someone gives another...
Before the lights are turned out,
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When weeding is done...
It's best to get every last one.
Because if you don't,
It will be like your weeding
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When you play a game...
Make sure your game is fresh!
You wouldn't want to play the same game,
Someone else may beat you at your best!
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Father You've made me black I see.
Black though outside but not inside of me!
Others of colors like nature You've made...
Are locked and color boxed,
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You say...
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Well,
I'll put it to you this way...
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What do you expect from me?
A sigh of relief?
A show of gratitude...
That we have ended our 'beefs'?
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I've seen the valleys green and lush,
From high atop a hill
Splashed and nature plushed!
And mountaincaps from where I stood,
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