Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Quick to shift,
A blame that sits.
On those who drift,
From being...
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They've been there running,
Since he was elected.
Like plucked chickens,
Without necks.
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Depending on the degree of one's privacy,
It is recommended...
One chooses to say nothing.
And if one 'does' one should create.
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There is nothing in my life,
Found extraordinary.
There's not a creditor I have,
That doesn't want to get paid.
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Essential to growth,
Is listening.
And those factors that bridge,
Understanding...
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How do I deal with another's envy?
I did not know that should be part of my focus.
Is that something you notice?
Perhaps you are the one,
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Being who one 'is',
Would be identified by consistency.
One would 'think'.
But today very few do!
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I've always believed poetry to be,
A depiction of life as seen.
Not a conversation between poets...
Trying to convince a public,
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Always be optimistic.
ALWAYS.

It's not the shell but the nut,
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You're all up in my stuff,
Huh?
I'm surprised you haven't smothered.
You must be too busy to utter a sound.
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