Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

An eclectic mix,
I bring and offer.
Something suitable...
Like a picnic surprise.
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This has nothing to do with that,
We are told.
But it is.
Some of it at least.
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To say with hollow meaning,
Something thought to be believed...
Leaves many bewildered,
By the degree of shallowness
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The leaves have always come,
To change their colors in the Fall.
Snowflakes descend in Winter,
To have some create snowmen...
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To age and witness,
Degrading lives accepted...
With traps of 'things'
That within them bring no happiness.
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If my needs are not met
I have no regret leaving
These days have activated
My wishes and dreams
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Rhythmic sedations,
Have them seduced...
And captivated by stagnation.
Assigned to sterotypes,
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For a lifetime of promises...
You will be guaranteed aggravation,
For free.
Discount the patience,
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Remember that door
You closed on me?
Remember my grief,
You enjoyed seeing me release?
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Deepening in the quicksand of lies,
Does not raise truth...
To clear duped eyes.
In sinks the teller!
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