Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
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Your depictions are not precise.
And clearly quickly put together to impress,
'With' defections.
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I've never thought of it endearing,
To undermine someone else.
With an assassination done to defame...
Is a sickness that should not be welcomed.
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If one loves what one does...
Nothing will interfere.
The only thing that can stop this desire,
Is amnesia.
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Trees should be leisured.
And given our priority.
Treated as if royality.
Without them no one breathes.
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What would you like for me to say?
I feel your pain?
Or...
Forgive me,
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I enjoy my privacy immensely.
It's like an unexpected calm that comes,
After experiencing a series of Earthquakes.
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You helped build up my life.
To see dawn,
From tops of mountains.
To adopt without doubt...
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No tears delivered,
From eyes known to cry.
From eyes open wide and dried...
A sparkle comes.
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When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
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