Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Calculated misplacement,
Are your emotions shown.
But unknown to my feelings,
Attempting to connect them.
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I waited.
With a patience.
You once stated wasn't there to declare.
I even made changes to my attitude.
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I am more today dedicated.
To what it is I love.
That which is my own to discover.
And not imitated to have been found by another.
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To first know what it is kept,
Valued and worthy to praise.

Money stashed has no warmth from it to comfort.
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Caviar and blood rare prepared steak.
Served by glove wearing servants.
On boned thin China plates.
And garnished is the smothered dirt.
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Keep doing those good things done you do.
You inspire so many people.
Although you may not be aware,
Of it to believe it true.
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Tossed away to have intensities lost.
At a cost to keep immoral causes.
And,
No longer kept hidden to perceive discreet.
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Yahbah don't.
Don't keep flip switching on me.
One day rain and thunder.
The next day cold.
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The young have grown.
To witness moons and sunsets gone.
Awakening to dew and new dawns.
Many kept unaware grow older.
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Falling are the raindrops.
Many appear to stop atop evergreen trees.
Sitting to sparkle with an effervesence.
Bubbling warm hearts envisioning ideals.
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