and 'now' I lay me down to sleep
...and 'now' I lay me down to sleep.
Before on more nerves of readers I keep.
And when I arise after getting some 'shut eye'...
I 'may' seek to annoy others with my point of view.
Or choose to be adorable...
To turn the stomachs of a few!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only 'Then' Are Things Understood
People who choose to understand,
From 'their' point of view...
Only choose to do it,
If their point of view is agreed.
And only 'then'...
Are things understood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Maria's Lullaby
An extract from a poem written for my grandchildren to Brahms Lullaby
Sleep; little mice sleep
Mother will watch over you
Shut your eyes and don't peek
Tomorrow the skies will be blue
Sleep; little mice sleep.
Sleep; little mice sleep
No harm will come whilst I am here
The sun has gone down by the peak
When the day dawns it will appear
Sleep; little mice sleep.
Sleep; little mice sleep
Your father is watching the house
That no owl or cat dares to seek
Harm to creatures or mouse
Sleep; little mice sleep.
Sleep; little mice sleep
Tomorrow you run and play
Now is not time to speak
When you awake a new day
Sleep; little mice sleep.
Sleep; little mice sleep
Rest now for your own sake
Shut your eyes now be asleep
I will be here when you awake
Sleep; little mice sleep.
poem by Thomas Golding
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A matter of form for friend leslie
Consistency and symmetry
combined with meter seem to be
Ingredients of good poetry.
Though modernists will disagree.
They take a different point of view.
Convinced that anything will do
That writers need not follow rules
and those who do they see as fools
Consider rhyming is a crime
and meter just a waste of time.
But can this kind of writing last?
like that of poets from the past.
I don’t dispute they have the right
to choose the way in which they write.
Poetic prose can be divine
but not if it lacks discipline.
Your writing must be coherent.
A well established precedent
If what you write does not make sense.
What can be said in its defence?
If readers cannot comprehend
the message which you try to send
Because your meaning is not plain.
Perhaps its time to think again.
And realise there must be rules.
A craftsman has to know his tools.
If he does not then he will fail
his efforts all to no avail.
Some readers will choose poetry
and others prose preferably
It is your reader’s right to choose
to read your writings or refuse.
If you don’t cater to their needs
don’t be surprised if no one reads.
If how you write is too obscure.
Then change your style. The only cure.
30/06/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Different Point Of View
(tennant/lowe)
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When Im sitting so close to you
Theres only one thing that I wanna do
But I know what youre likely to say
That Im going about it the wrong way
We cant agree about anything
Where to go or even where weve been
And I know what youre likely to do
Say that Ive never cared about you
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You dont believe a single word I say
If Id say black was white, youd say it was grey
But in spite of being treated this way
I still dream of you all night and day
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
Just this once
Just say yes
Please
Youve got a clever way of haunting me
Im never scared, but youre still daunting me
cause I know what youre likely to say
And I know that youll get your own way
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Will Not! !
I see no reason to conform
to what’s accepted as the norm.
It’s not mere eccentricity
I see the world quite differently.
I have a brain and I can choose
what to accept what to refuse
I am prepared to listen to
other peoples point of view.
The average man does not exist
despite what experts may insist.
Each one of us is quite unique
.Remember this before you seek
to conform to the common view
There can be only one of YOU.
15-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Anti-Matter
I am not interested
in my body-
the part that stinks
& rots & brings forth
life,
the part that the ground
swallows,
death giving birth
to death-
all of life,
considered
from the body's
point of view,
is a downhill slide
& all our small
preservatives
& griefs
cannot reverse the trend.
All sensualists
turn puritan
at the end-
turning up lust's soil
& finding bones
beneath the rich volcanic
dirt.
Some sleep in shrouds
& some in coffins;
some swear off
procreation, others turn
vegetarian, or worse:
they live on air-
on sheer platonic meals
of pure ideas;
once gluttons of the flesh,
they now become
gourmets of the mind.
How to resist that
when the spacious earth
swallows her children
so insatiably,
when all our space-age gods
are grounded,
& only the moan of pleasure
or the rasp of pain
can ever satisfy
the body's appetite?
& yet my body,
in its dubious wisdom,
led to yours;
& you may
puzzle out
this mystery in your turn.
Choose mind, choose body,
choose to wed the two;
many have tried
but few have done the deed.
Through you, perhaps,
I may at last succeed.
poem by Erica Jong
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Dear Interpreter Of My Life
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
With your assessing insight.
There are times I find,
Your comments quite amusing.
And other times they annoy...
Since within my mind,
Many experiences...
Have been employed.
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
I do my best to respect opinion.
I do my best to bite my tongue.
I do my best,
Not to debate the life I've lived.
Because a comprehension,
Prevents comparisons to others...
Who are on separate missions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look How Limited And Dim That Point Of View Is
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Remember those cowboy and indian days.
And the cavalry lead by John Wayne...
Saved every studio making movies,
In old Hollywood.
And our sense of greatness,
Was raised to new heights.
We taught our picked enemies how to fight!
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And in denial many wont admit it in public.
As if their mindset does not reflect their ideals.
It does.
Any human being can feel the insignifance of it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Look how the punching of holes in a once floating boat,
Sinks it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And many just lay on the beach to tan.
Without knowing a thing about swimming!
Or which deeds to uphold in respect and demand.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And I'm just observing it.
Not passing judgement on this at all.
I choose not to stall my forward pace.
I choose to widen my perceptions...
As I move my mind into a broader space.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Turn It On
Reaching to another day
And the world is just one step away
Making money, aiming blind
Its time to change - leave it all behind
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Hear the echos in you heart
Turn your mind in - then - make a start
Anything you want to be
Will soon become reality - then youll see
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Youre out of touch - so turn it on
You dont need much - to burn it on
Take a different point of view
And discover just what you can do
Getting closer every day
Now the world is just a step away - (dontdelay)
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
You hit the top - so turn it on
Youll never stop - just burn it on
Turn it on (turn it on) - whenever you can
Turn it on (groovinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on (turn it on, yeah) - whenever you can
Turn it on (just movinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
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From Their Point Of View
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences.
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
And the struggles others endure...
From movies, widening TV screens,
Or binoculars used as they peer from behind trees...
To validate a faking of a wisdom often to be argued,
With the ones who have received their completed lessons...
Taught fresh from the trenches to prove with wounds,
They did not sit to observe someone else fighting their battles.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences, either!
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
And others will volunteer as a sacrifice to feel as a duty,
To assist in securing freedoms for all as promised.
With a few who will come to assist in providing comfort,
Or express an appreciation and with respect...
To the ones who will always associate life,
With a feeling of mental and physical pain for their efforts.
And this is the view many refuse to acknowledge.
Since to do it they will have to admit a reality exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Say My Contributions Are Political
Some say my contributions are political.
With a point of view that is fixed.
But who is living to exist without religion,
Or politics?
And who believes there is an escape from this?
My writings are all about relationships.
Not one is disconnected from it.
Some may choose from their point of view,
To see a separateness.
But from where I sit,
If you are living you pay taxes...
All of it goes to the government.
And the only thing that is 'free'
Are delusions.
And even those have proven to be costly.
With some political attachment no one can deny!
Some say my contributions are political.
And I say to them...
'The point that you are making is...'what'?
And who lives not to make endorsements...
Of some kind! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even While Sitting On The Shore
Why should I not want to share with you,
Your point of view?
Why would I not wish to hear what your eyes see?
Or feel what is in your heart to reveal?
Why should I not wish with you to connect?
When only you can describe the soil felt under your feet.
When only you have been touched by winds of fragrant breezes...
When I sometimes may choose to sit alone in a funk!
Why should I not want to share with you,
Your point of view?
My life is not always narrowly perspective.
Or retrospectively reflective.
I often wonder about you.
I do!
Even while sitting on the shore,
To observe low tides.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Heart Of Hearts (Acoustic)
Close your eyes and try to get to sleep now
Don't you make a peep now
We hear everything
Shut the door and make it clean and neat now
You've been so discreet now
We've seen everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Pick yourself up off the floor and stand now
Wash away your sin now
You've got everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Will you choose to hid it in your soul?
If it's wrong
And I'm feeling so indifferent
I might be in danger of myself
Shut your mouth and get yourself to sleep now
Don't let then hear you weep now
You've got everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Will you choose to hide it in your soul?
song performed by by Face To Face
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Baby Blues
(bth australian version)
I wonder whats happening to me
Things are changing so dramatically
Ill search for you, youre not really there
Still I wonder knowing that you do care
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
He is the best thing to come my way
Perfect picture baby blues in my day
He is the best thing to come around
Sleeping in his cradle safe and sound
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
song performed by by Cranberries
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Q.e.d.07
What use is life if we do not
find time to contemplate our lot
Why are we here where do we go
there is so much we do not know.
Is there a purpose we should seek?
If there is not our outlooks bleak
Were we created by intent
or are we just an accident.
Philosophers cannot agree
and learned priest pretend to be.
The only ones who know the way
and if we follow we won’t stray.
Now I believe there is a god
and those who don’t I find quite odd.
If God gave each man free will
why is it that men seek to kill.
All other men who choose to pray
to their own god in their own way
Your God and my God are the same
we merely use a different name
What difference does a title make
not much at all for pity’s sake.
I will respect your point of view
Perhaps you can respect mine too.
Either one God omnipotent.
or just some cosmic accident.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Pantheon Of Tears
Chaos, time of need political prophecy,
Pions adultery, New gods come to life
Suffering for you and I, contradictious, Heresy!
Competing faiths collide, politicians supervise
Love, hate intertwined
Condemnation, intolerance is their unifying point
Condemnation, intolerance is their unifying point
Shedding their tears at the hostile crowds!
Choose to avoid, choose to ignore...
Gods must weep!
New philosophies arise, exhibiting intolerance,
With religious intensity.
Once ideals are outlined, belief systems are defined
Faith organized!!! Pions hate in the name of god
Noble hate in the name of good
Pions noble hate: opium of the masses!
Condemnation, intolerance is they unifying point
Condemnation, intolerance is they unifying point
Shedding their tears at the hostile crowds!
Choose to avoid, choose to ignore...
Gods must weep!
song performed by by Quo Vadis
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Untitled...An Acrostic
Funny, to me anyway; how the most
Uneducated in this world
Choose to make clear their lack of
Knowledge in the area of poetry
Yet find the time to seek
Out opportunities to
Undermine the efforts of others, who
Surely just want to express
Personal thoughts or life
Experiences with sincere poetry
Readers, who
May choose to click on their poetry.
What kind of sicko could be
Aroused or stimulated by
Dissing other’s poems and
Suggesting they rate a “one”?
poem by Maggie Signaigo
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Heart Of Hearts
Close your eyes and try to get to sleep now
Dont you make a peep now
We hear everything
Shut the door and make it clean and neat now
Youve been so discreet now
Weve seen everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Pick yourself up off the floor and stand now
Wash away your sin now
Youve got everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Will you choose to hid it in your soul?
If its wrong
And Im feeling so indifferent
I might be in danger of myself
Shut your mouth and get yourself to sleep now
Dont let then hear you weep now
Youve got everything
Inside your heart of hearts you know
Will you choose to hide it in your soul?
song performed by by Face To Face
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P.o.v.
From my 'point-of-view',
We all have the ability to reminisce.
We all have the gift to pick and choose,
From which selected memory to visit.
There is a choice involved...
That decreases the likelihood,
To stir up argument or debate.
Wouldn't it be easier,
When and if in conversation...
Someone announced,
'From my 'p.o.v.'...
This is how I perceive things to be.'
Opening the door to receive comprehension.
Without trying to convince anyone...
A 'point-of-view' expressed,
Is the best one anyone can get.
And at these prices,
Who can afford therapy?
Just say what it is...
To get it out in the open.
Allowing other topics to be discussed.
Why keep the fussing done,
Over spilled milk!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Believe So...
does the wind choose to blow?
do rivers choose to run?
does your heart choose to beat?
i believe so...
does the earth choose to turn,
in perfect rhythm, year by year?
do the tides choose to come and go,
in cadence with the moon?
i believe so...
does society choose to be oppressed,
if only by apathy's inaction?
do we choose to let people starve
when we turn the other head?
i believe so...
do we choose war over peace,
to feed the need of greed?
do we choose to destroy nature
by our very lifestyles?
i believe so....
but can we change destiny,
and avert the final blow?
can we open our minds and hearts,
and reclaim life for the living?
i believe so...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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