Lawrence S. Pertillar
Too Realistic - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
The wanting with it wished to get,
That 'something' dreamed of...
Without sweat, sacrifice or commitment,
As an incentive to give time...
To define what is imagined in the mind,
One day to find has become real to feel...
With a belief that pleases.
Takes mistakes to make and correct.
And not object the inspecting,
Of a nose that sniffs for details.
Sometimes what is 'commissioned'...
Leaves left unspoken conditions.
'There is only one little thing missing,
From your exquisite exhibition.'
'You mentioned the sky.
In some of your submitted work.
But did not describe the color of it.
Is it blue? What shade?
It seems you wish us to feel...
Your anguish and bitterness felt,
During those times prior to finding...
Your true identity as an artist.
So multi-talented you are.
Where is that found identity,
We love to have had much more exhibited.'
~Everyone knows the sky is always blue.
Cloudless and bright with rays of Sun.
Rays that have come with a light,
Once the shadows clear from the mind.
That has helped me live without darkness.
Especially those dreaded days and nights.
My life to like I have found to love.~
'That might be your kept belief.
But your presentation depicts...
Anger, disappointment, fear and hopelessness.
Gloom, division and isolation.'
I'm over it now.
I wanted to present something more accepted.
Something current and available.
Accessible to today's tormented souls.~
'That's the 'little' thing that's missing.
We promoted you as a gifted artist.
Not someone to remind us,
Of the doom and gloom we know too well.'
You requested I stay true to detail.~
'Not 'our' lives to live to depict...detailed.
That's too realistic.
We were hoping you would deliver to us,
YOUR discovery. YOUR findings...
Of personal worth and realized happiness.
Something we believe you have fantasized.
You should know by now...
How we regard truth and reality as offensive.
To continue to ignore the truth of it.'
What is it you expect me to do?
Be contradicting? Hypocritical? ~
Is asking you to deceive,
Just a little bit...
Too much of you to ask?
Be more delusional.
With the use of your creative license.
You artists love twisting a mind or two.'
Don't be so harsh on yourself.
Entertaining. Entertain us.
Who will know the difference?
Don't take yourself so seriously.
Very few people do.'
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