Acknowledged Appreciation
Whatever it is...
Give.
From you to someone else,
Whatever it is...
Give.
Do not wish of a receiving,
From someone else to you.
Express your thankfulness.
Do not sit in expectation.
Or anticipate,
An acknowledged appreciation,
Is delivered with gifts.
They come.
And when that is done...
Accept and forgive yourself,
For being impatient.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unintending To Be Perceived As Offensive
I accept with appreciation,
Compliments from others.
Who become aware of my attempts.
Sometimes I wish,
I could express more enthusiasm.
To show such thankfulness for such gifts.
And this I've done for many years in my routines.
With a doing done I do,
In a process that of my creation sees.
I accept with appreciation,
Compliments from others.
Who become aware of my attempts.
Sometimes I wish,
I could express more enthusiasm.
To show such thankfulness for such gifts.
And I do say, 'Thank you.'
Since I am grateful for the attention my gifts get.
Although I consider myself an 'elf' sometimes,
Just doing my part as God's work in progress.
With a doing at times God knows,
Can be a bit mischievous with a willingness unintending.
To be perceived as offensive when that deed I do gets done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Praises
When you awaken one morning,
And feeling the absence of B.S.
Don't stop to wonder where it is...
Or quickly get dressed,
Expecting your usual day of stress.
Thank God for the moment!
And address this happiness.
Do your best to keep this feeling!
And express your thankfulness...
With praises you are willing to give,
Accept and share!
Hold onto it with a firm grip!
And pray to keep it there.
When you awaken one morning,
And feeling the absence of B.S.
Don't rush to the window as the sunrise lifts!
Forget that it ever came to visit.
And forgive yourself 'if' it is missed!
Sit...
With praises you are willing to give!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I Made That Choice
god came to me in a dream one night,
and whispered, 'by your gifts you are named'.
to some i give dignity,
to some i give grieving.
to some i give prophecy,
to some i give doubt.
to some i give determination,
to some i give faith.
to some i give patience,
to some the gift of listening.
to some i give peace,
to some revolution.
to some i give healing,
to some i give suffering.
to some i give love,
to some i give loss.
to some i give eyes,
to some i give feet.
to all i give understanding,
though few choose to take it....
and remember, you chose your own gifts! '...
and i thought for awhile,
and then asked....
'but what about me? '
god laughed...
'to a few infidels i give poetry,
to sing to the weary! '
god, what was i thinking,
when i made that choice?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Calling
Love, not expectation.
Expectation is having my hand out.
What can you give me?
What do I get?
That is expectation, which is motive.
Love is having my hands out.
The sacrifice of me.
Being nailed to a cross for another.
Arms wide open to give, myself.
Not to give myself credit,
But to give myself away.
Love is the ultimate embracing of life itself.
The reward for love is love.
Or did I expect something else?
The only thing I wish to perfect in my life,
Is my love.
I believe that to be my calling.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Sparse
Sparse.
But so effective.
Your trimmings,
And that masterful touch...
The one you do that means so much,
Than a smothering of promises...
Never to be delivered.
Sparse with an igniting of sparks,
Directed to implant within my heart...
With such a precise understanding.
You know me in a way,
I've grown to anticipate whatever it is you give!
You bring to me what it is I get.
And what I have to give is unmistakably yours.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Thinking
I had been asked to give my opinion.
And expressed a reluctance to give it.
When my reluctance offended,
I went ahead to give my opinion...
Without thinking I would be challenged,
To defend it.
Or argue my right to express it.
Especially if requested.
That's why with lessons learned today,
I do not accept request to express my thoughts.
Whether they are solicited or not to convey.
With a keeping of my peace of mind addressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me A Reason
Well we change from one extreme to another
Can you help me with my shame
I didnt mean to when I kicked and punched
From nowhere this demon came
Forgive me for this mindless mood
Accept this honest plea
Dont use me for the devils food
And throw away the key
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
I only meant to wipe away the cries
With the softness of my hand
I didnt mean to break the tie
Im after all a family man
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
Give me the reason
Give me a reason
I am the master of this house
Dont try to run away
I tried the same things at your age
And I was also made to pay
Forgive me for this mindless mood
Accept this honest plea
Dont use me for the devils food
And throw away the key
Mister patience and misses alike
Upon and throughout the land
A lot of attention
With a heap of affection
Wouldnt go astray
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
This is the reason, one of the reasons
I am the reason so Ive got only myself to blame
I am the reason so Ive got no-one else to blame
song performed by by Madness
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They Do Not Seek Publicity
There are those who give,
With such positivity!
And with just one purpose...
To encourage others.
They do not seek publicity,
For their good deeds.
Nor do they anticipate in waiting,
For those they assist to express appreciation.
They are here to give!
With the service to others,
They do so well.
And those blessings they receive.
Dedicated to:
Andrea Dixon...Springfield, Mass.
Shayla Dixon...Springfield, Mass.
Leola McCrory...Windsor, Connecticut
Edna Vinters...Bloomfield, Connecticut
Sandra Lindsay...Hartford, Connecticut
Virginia Pertillar...Hartford, Conencticut
'Okay! Okay...so I am biased.
They just happen to be,
Some of the most dynamic women...
I am blessed to know.
Is my smile too broad that it doesn't show? '
So proud am I.
~lsp~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me Mimmie
Give me Mimmie.
Her honesty I accept.
Give me Mimmie.
What she does,
It's done at her best!
She 'may' have a flaw.
Not too many I have seen.
She's my oldest 'and' younger sister.
And when she whips her dander up...
Watch out!
She can let off some steam.
A jewel, a star...
A bright light shining.
Never to complain,
She refrains from whining.
Wife, mother and devoted grandmother too.
She says she has retired!
But from what?
She's 'so' busy.
She's always finding something to do!
Give me Mimmie.
Her honesty I accept.
Give me Mimmie.
What she does,
It's done at her best!
She's funny when she says she is going to relax.
By preparing a meal for fifty or more people...
For some function at her church,
Where she is very active at!
She doesn't hesitate,
To express the wisdom that she has.
It's sharp and quite clear,
To whomever it is passed.
And she entertains with humor.
When she jokes,
You are going to laugh.
She's quite accomplished...
Undertaking several task!
Yes...
Give me Mimmie.
Her honesty I accept.
Give me Mimmie.
What she does,
It's done at her best!
Dedicated to:
My sister Andrea Doreen 'Mimmie' Pertillar Dixon
'Love you, young lady! '
Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the Raising of Their Own Children
Those that do not play an active role,
In the raising of their own children...
But appear from nowhere,
To claim bragging rights.
When discovered 'their' child...
Stands under a spotlight.
Should not be offended when sent,
A 'Thank You' card by a son or daughter.
Someone has shown them how to express,
An appreciation for being abandoned.
And given an opportunity to feel blessed.
Some children have a right to express that,
As an option.
Not an expectation.
And some parents should not be allowed,
To proclaim that at all.
Especially when the doing of it isn't done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Empathies At a Minimal
I keep my empathies at a minimal.
And my sympathies are rarely shared.
I know my upbringing has taught me that.
And those emotions I feel are based on fact.
I don't wish to express something that is not there.
And my caring for others is extremely deep.
When I give it is from my heart.
Nothing inside of me just lays there without purpose.
When I share I share.
Not because I've received an overflow.
And invested abundance of it it what I share.
God has seen fit...
There is much more meaning for my existence.
To give is to receive.
Sometimes.
Sometimes it is best to just give.
Since some folks have no clue,
To know what it is they are receiving.
And if that is known...
It is to one's advantage to dispense with it well.
At least have a consciousness about it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Sight of Seductive Restraints
I'm not here to worship suffering.
Or gather with others...
To replay mindsets of limitations.
Invitations like these I don't accept,
From anyone sending them...
Special delivered,
Nor by telephone
Or anonymously over the internet!
When I discovered my peace of mind,
That journey began on its own.
I find time to unwind sometimes alone...
Receiving 'commands' that The Master condones.
A second handed way of life,
Is not my ambition to live.
Enforced negative...
Or endorsed positive constraints,
Will not stop my desires...
To produce as I give,
Without sight of seductive restraints!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make it a habit to tell people thank you. To express your appreciation, sincerely and without the expectation of anything in return. Truly appreciate those around you, and you'll soon find many others around you. Truly appreciate life, and you'll find that you have more of it.
quote by Ralph Marston
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We Connect to The Abundance
These gifts we've been blessed with,
Are not ours to keep.
To receive in selfish hoarding.
We must deliver them,
To share.
They must be released,
In a thankfulness to give.
And in the doing...
We connect to the abundance,
Of the nothingness that enriches!
Evolving within the Universe that is.
And we then become part,
Of this Oneness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Up
(bernard edwards/nile rodgers)
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
You better listen well
When I tell you
To be on the look out
You cant call for help
cause I know you inside out
Despite all your hideouts
Im no great pretender
Ill make you surrender
So come along quietly
Heres a thought to remember
I have not met a man yet
To escape from my drag-net
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Ill give you just the facts man
And you can draw all your own conclusions
Ill keep your mind surrounded
With chains of love so strong
You cant break through them
My arsenal is stocked
With all kinds of seductive weapons
Although your hearts locked up
My love will assist me
So that you cant resist me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
No, no, no
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
Give up, give up
Give up youre love to me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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My Prayer at His Door
I will pray
Like all good people
and with them
Prayers to God
To only God
To only God
(my God
Allah
Means
The most beautiful
The most)
Please forgive me
Forgive my sins
That I know
And
That I do not know
Give me salvation
Give me happiness
Give me love
Give me safety
Save my world
Save my world
I just lost my patience
lost my patience
I broke down
with despair
Please
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
My love
I hurt you
with my beauty
& impatience
But I was right also
I told the truth
And you left me
A candle in the wind
My life and days
Burnt
Had hardships
Had big hardships
But God
Your Mercy is above all
ABOVE ALL
ABOVE ALL
REPENTENCE
SALVATION.
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Give and You Will Receive More
Enjoy your blessings!
Each and everyone.
Those to you that have arrived.
And many more to come.
None are disguised,
To try to identify.
If you have lived your life with opened eyes...
The presence of their existence is felt.
They should not have traumatized.
Or surprised.
They come to you,
As well as to someone else.
Acknowledge them with thankfulness.
Be grateful they are yours.
Undo yourself from selfishness.
Give and you will receive more.
Enjoy your blessings!
Each and everyone.
Those to you that have arrived.
And many more to come.
Acknowledge them with thankfulness.
Give and you will receive more.
Blessings given are to be shared!
If they were not...you would have been ignored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Mine to Own
Just give me my prize!
For a life lived...
Both bold and wise.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
Just give me my prize.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I connect it.
Now I can accept.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
Just,
Give me my prize I accept it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
Just give me my prize,
I accept it.
It's mine alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Expectation
Give yourself
The gift of lowered expectation,
Accept life and its messiness,
You can't amend
Nor wish it away, so
Lower the bar, so
All can walk under, for
What it is
Is what it is.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Doing What I Do For Too Long
Keep 'this' in mind.
I don't 'have' to express an opinion,
When asked.
I 'select' to give one.
Realizing this...
I don't have to give any at all.
And if I should elect to express it...
I am giving it to the one who asked!
Who they should share it with is their business.
That is 'why' I keep my opinions,
To a limit.
And embellishments done to my statements,
Are obvious for the creative exaggerations made.
I've been doing what I do for too long,
Not to recognize those who plagiarize!
And those who 'ask' for answers to questions...
Just for the purpose to initiate conflict!
They are the ones quick to disagree,
To any response I may give.
And this 'before' I give it,
Is known!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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