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An Appearance Of Chocolate Frosting

If it was not meant to be intended,
To exist as it is...
Its presence would not be a factor.
Nor would a conditioning to accept it,
For what it was as it has been...
A cause that effects an upsetting.
With attempts made to sweep sludge,
Under a rug to go undetected.
Although the ooze some may wish to ignore,
As an appearance of chocolate frosting.

But those who created it, have regrets.
And expressions that magnify to pester,
Only generate from the ones...
Who know something incorrect,
From them has been done.
And they are doing their best,
To put 'that' shoe that use to fit but has worn...
Out!
On someone else's foot!
To convince of its comfort.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Your Presence Alone

Wherever you are going,
I am happy...
To have chanced upon your presence.
And it was here.
It is a thrill to remember.

You are full of life,
And irrestible energy.
The light within you is so bright,
It's radiance glows around you.

To witness it,
I know I've been blessed.
But if I may make one suggestion?
Do you see those untrimmed hedges,
Surrounding those wilting trees?
Do not make any attempts,
To add your sparkle to them.

Why?

I've seen attempts made in the past.
By those attracted to their sadness.
But around these parts...
Those attempts made will be resented.
Trust me.
What you see...
Most folks around here regard,
As their motivation.

Wherever you are going,
I am happy...
To have chanced upon your presence.
And it was here.

However,
Let me make this clear...
Do not spend years trying to convince anyone,
What you bring to offer...
Is inspiring and to their benefit!
Just your presence alone,
Poses to them a threat.

'You shouldn't be so negative.'

Negative?
You have no idea how positive I am.
I am one of few around here,
Willing to express the truth.
You stay here long enough,
You will find that out for yourself.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Moment In Prayer and Faith

I am not seeking interpretations...
Of how I see 'it',
This life I have that is mine.
Nor am I here to convince,
Your observation of 'it' is incorrect.
I am not here to spend that time.
I am perfectly happy with no regrets.
I have found my peace of mind.
However...
You seem to want to criticize,
The path you have chosen.
You claim with opened eyes.
Yet not accept without complaint!
But you believe I am being unrealistic...
Because the way you view 'it',
Does not disturb my point of view to taint!
I journey each moment in prayer and faith.
And it is obvious to me you 'ain't'!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Else Unstated

What is it that one 'should' expect to accept?
That which is told and thought to be correct.
Or another version of it,
To then be told what was first said and heard...
One should forget since it was not meant,
To be intended to be interpreted...
For anyone to take seriously.

'Then why say these things at all?
What is the purpose? '

~Today?
I've learned not to analyze one's intentions.
Or the depths of their honesty or purpose,
To avert away from it.
It has become too easy for anyone,
To change what they initially say...
For something else unstated,
They claim to have meant.~

'Why bother to make attempts,
To have a meaningful conversation? '

~How can that be done?
When people have not experienced,
The benefit or purpose of having one.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impressed By Those I Have Not Met

Why should I continue to ignore myself,
To value the opinions of others?
I use to do that and I stayed depressed.
If it appears I am selfish and self centered,
Perhaps I am deserving of my selfishness.
Maybe I earned it!

Others will not admit my sacrifices.
And I don't wear my heart on my sleeve,
For anyone to know to the degree I've sacrificed.
Others have used other tricks and devices,
To maneuver themselves into the spotlight.
One that is believed I seek and need.

They want to take credit for the steps I made.
Those who make claims to know me and don't.
While making attempts to convince themselves,
And others like them...
I had nothing to do with something I've been doing,
All of my life.
And that is to write!

To do it to impress others,
I have never thought about doing.
But I will admit I am impressed by those I have not met,
Who express they can 'feel' me!
While those who make claims they know where I'm coming from,
Judge on my appearance and the way that I am dressed.
And yet have not a clue as to what it is I do,
To get what it is I do done to make a difference for someone.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chocolate Milk, Chocolate Syrup, Chocolate Cup

chocolate milk, chocolate syrup, chocolate cup
when im putting in chocolate syrup i put too much
i wish i had a chocolate pup in a chocolate cup
in a chocolate world!

but that would be alot to eat
for just one little girl!

if chocolate was a talent
Id be the chocolate master!
chocolate storms and tornadoes are natural chocolate disasters!

there would be chocolate houses and chocolate apartments and chocolate hotels for rent!
People eating chocolate all day without paying a single cent!
All their money would be in chocolate banks w chocolate robbers
Chocolate dinners like chocolate spaghetti and chocolate covered lobsters!

Chocolate chocolate chocolate BOOO!
(and no vanilla)
Drew

poem by Drew Bailey Golden
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It Will Still Be There

Take it ot leave it.
It will still be there.
Ignore it.
That is up to you.
To decide what point of view to give.
To accept or reject it as it is!
It will still be there.
To be discovered or recovered,
From dust and declared.
To be found as profound...
Or left unaware.
It will still be there.
Take it ot leave it.
Ignore it,
If you dare.
But wherever you go...
And with who,
Or what you arrive there with.
And why that decision was made!
It will still be there.
Doing what it does.
To be dejected or rejected...
Or left disrespected in neglect!
As it is...
It will still be there.
Being what it is as it can only be!
And there as intended.
To refuse or receive!
It will still be there.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vague Expressions

Vague expressions of directed hatred,
To generate a protest...
By those encouraging the spreading of distress,
Has those who began this agitation quite upset...
Confused and much bewildered.

If those accused are not connected,
To the theft of their possessions...
Why have they been whipped into a frenzy,
Exposing their vague expressions...
Of directed hatred.

Is this just to generate a protest...
Against those who are themselves,
Historically disconnected from their own destinies,
They have not been allowed to protect!
Leaving many to see the culprit not previously suspect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lethal Avoidance

Don't enforce that upon them...
If believed it doesn't exist.
Slip a little bit,
To those who annoy.
The majority will not accept it!

Hush up this truth!
Make more inducements,
For those who choose deception...
Delightful and legit.
Magnify those in denial.
Promote their fantasies...
As a reality,
To comfort them with.

Who dares to care that a lethal avoidance...
Has been injected,
Into those dosing in unconsciousness.
Those addicted...
To this fix that deludes.
And inflicting,
Until no one can resist.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Needs To Put A Foot Down

Relying upon another,
Can be the beginning of a strained relationship.
Especially if one believes,
Doing what they please...
When they please,
And 'if' they please...
Is going to be the highlight of it.

There are those with special needs,
Understandably are dependent.
But even most of them do their very best,
Not to pester or cause another stress.

Some people are born,
To be nurtured with beliefs...
That crowns on their heads,
Should be adorned and worn.
With a catering done...
From just about everyone.

And these are the people who make excuses for themselves.
With a delusion they sit on pedestals.
When they should be locked up in a padded cell.

Relying upon another,
Can be the beginning of a strained relationship.
Especially if one is fed from the beginning,
What they do is okay.
And whatever it is they do is permitted.

One needs to put a foot down on these clowns!
If not a swift kick up...
To signal,
The conducting of serious business is meant!

There is nothing like a good foot placement,
To prove to another...
Where lines are drawn to end the start,
Of any debate or long lasting argument.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chocolate Is A Food Group

I love chocolate.
So should you.
Milk chocolate,
Dark chocolate.
It's good for you, too.

Chocolate cake,
Chocolate candy,
Chocolate pie.
Take away my chocolate
And I might die.

White chocolate,
Hot chocolate,
Even chocolate soup...
Any chocolate lover knows
Chocolate is a food group.

poem by Rich Reitz
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Comeon! Agree With Me

I know I've been critical of my opponent,
With a wish from the beginning to see him fail.
And I know his attempts have been publicly presented.
While those I have made have yet to prevail.
But mentioning his failures adds a wind to my sail.

Comeon!
Agree with me.
Let us all demonize his efforts.
Okay?

And I know for many years,
I have made promises intended but did not exist.
But all I ask of you is to give me a chance,
To work on those promises...
With a hope in your minds they will become enhanced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Goodness Factor

The goodness factor,
Has all but disappeared.
A few still in practice...
Are all but publicly jeered,
As sneering remarks loud and clear
Make attempts to smear,
With stained and tarnished hopes...
To harvest for those listening!

What is it that is dreamed and wished?
The goodness factor can and does exist...
For those dismissing grief and sadness spread.
Let them go in dreadful service,
And serve upon those treasures sought!
They will arrive for those who seek to feed.
Those who recognize and receive...
Blessings witnessed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Generator

We generate heat
We generate emotion
We generate a feeling
That is better left here
Than a memory on a wall
I'd rather cry than forget you
We generate pain
We generate suspicion
We generate a rumour that's sick
But a rumour that is probably true
I'd rather die than forget you
(i won't let my dreams slip away from me)
I'm talking sex motion
I'm talking 'bout fashion
I'm talking 'bout skin games
I'm talking 'bout secrets
(and i won't let my heart run away with me)
I'm talking temptation
I'm talking 'bout memories
I'm talking 'bout feelings
I'm talking 'bout emotion
We generate lies
We generate pictures
We generate a video film
That i couldn't let my best friend see
I'd rather lose than forgive you
We generate shame
We generate secrets
We generate a reason for living
And we generate a reason for not
I'd rather hurt than forget you
I can't believe that i'm here
I can't believe what i've seen
I can't believe what i'm doing to you

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Honesty and the Depth Of It

Some allow their projections,
To become influence by their perceptions.
And when they project a perception incorrect...
They find themselves in situations,
Not knowing what to believe or accept.
Since honesty and the depth of it,
They have yet to respect or digest its presence.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who's a good boy?

A chocolate cake with frosting ice
is on the table tempting me.
I sit and think it would be nice
to eat it up entirely.
I dare not even have a slice
because it is not meant for me.
I’m not prepared to pay the price,
I know how angry Mom would be.
Perhaps she does not realise
that it amounts to cruelty.
To see that cake before my eyes
and know it is forbidden me.
I must resist I know I should
it is not easy being good.

27-Dec-07

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I Love Chocolate

I love chocolate, oh yes I do.
Eating chocolate is a must too.
I love chocolate, how about you?
They say dark chocolate is now good for you too.
I would eat chocolate while watching Mr. Magoo.
I would eat chocolate instead of dodo.
I like a good chocolate candy bar.
I would even eat chocolate from a jar.
I want to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating too much chocolate may be wrong.
They need to write about chocolate in a song.
Some people eat chocolate just to belong.
I would even eat chocolate in my Froot Loops
I would even eat chocolate with a big group.

poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Common

Just because you do not wish something to exist,
Why must you campaign to destroy its presence?
To present and allow what you have created,
An influence to achieve a believable significance?

You will find you have wasted effort and time,
When those you are trying your best to convince.
Their own eyes to open wide do not connect to their minds!
Or belongs to them exclusively,
To be used for independent thinking to experience.

And believe this or not,
Many will be shocked to come to realize for themselves...
A kind of sense for them that you have yet to make.
And they will begin to regard this activity as common.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Earth Births

I do my best,
Not to harbor disrespect.
For anything or anyone,
That the Earth births...
To nourish with an encouragement,
Flourishing as it is meant!

I wish to exist without regrets.
And I incorporate a discipline,
With prayer and forgiveness.
Done in quietness!

Preaching with an outreach...
May for some meet success.
But I try to inspire those,
With ears receptive and ready.
Those who are open without protest.

But so many are conditioned to believe,
They are physically disconnected.
And spiritually meant to be on knees grieving.

How distant can minds like this be?
When it 'should' be obvious...
No one here breathes,
Without the benefit of trees.
And 'what' and 'who' has the creative power to do that?

That's why no one 'should' accept,
Carrying the weight of burdens alone on their backs.

But...
Try to tell those detached that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist

Whatever is given.
And however that is meant.
Why do many get upset,
When they receive exactly...
What to them has been sent!