Evasive
With a tight and nail biting grip...
They held onto the rails
Of the sinking ship known as Evasive!
And all on board,
Relied on it for generations
To guide them through shifting winds
And seas of trubulence often conquered.
Evasive was growing old and tired
Of charting courses it had taken for granted...
Although increasingly becoming more challenging,
With each mission undertaken!
The storms became more threatening...
And Evasive began to leak!
Showing signs of weakness ignored
By passengers entertained by tradition.
Those allowing themselves to ride along,
Under the influence of submission!
Granting a conceived 'vision' of strength
To delude them with a reliable reinforcement
That was rumored to be forthcoming!
Those secured on islands of thought...
Denied Evasive docking at their ports!
Many onboard sought 'new ports'...
For comfort and safe haven!
But...
Some of those who rode with a liberal colorblindness,
Could not see their pastures fading beneath their feet!
Too many demanded to command...
And their destinies became uncertain and bleak!
No one witnessed those who knew how to survive,
Leave them and their ways...
Leaping to shores of welcome
When the signs of discontent,
First began to rock Evasive
With a surf of lapping truth surging
And rising to defeat Evasive!
All shouted...'Stay the course of our journey'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace, Be Not Proud
Peace, Be Not Proud (A Reverse Davidian)
Evasive Peace, be not proud
That world's entire wealth can't purchase you.
Perhaps you'll not be bought for silver, gold,
Saphires, rubies, pearls and diamonds too.
But dare you say, for LOVE you won't be sold?
Evasive Peace, be not proud
That high you dwell, atop a towering tor!
Like Bruce's spider, ceaselessly we will
Try to heave ourselves right up to your door
By scaling, inch by inch, your craggy hill!
Evasive Peace, be not proud
That none can see or hear you; so no clue
We have to track you down. But we can feel
Your presence versus present absence too:
Suffices this, your hide-out to reveal!
Evasive Peace, be not proud
That you, At'lanta-like, can keep mocking
Your chasers all for whom you're much too fast!
Like shrewd Hippom'nese, your pathway blocking
With 'golden apples', win we shall, at last!
poem by Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu
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You don't tell deliberate lies, but sometimes you have to be evasive.
quote by Margaret Thatcher
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Traveler (edited) ...
how evasive has fate been with me
now that i have given up what i have in mind
i have become a traveler without a destination
i have no intention of stopping somehow in this confusion
all those years are just a matter of intuition permeating
as
i, the passive weaver, denied,
still keep on
waiting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Memory, so complete and clear or so evasive, has to be ended, has to be put aside, as if one were leaving a chapel and bringing the prayer to an end in one's head.
quote by Harold Brodkey
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Twisted Rhetoric
You can not tell folks they are nuts!
Not today.
Although their numbers growth,
To be observed in action.
They would rather take opportunities to prove it.
And do it as if someone has turned off their switch.
To leave those impulses once going to the brain...
Detoured to escape out of the ears to go ignored.
And taking that away from them...
The chance for them to prove themselves nuts,
Leaves them to sit longer in denial.
While dropping signs everywhere they can excuse,
With evasive and twisted rhetoric!
And other nonsense that exposes them,
For the morons they are.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Kind Of Traveler
how evasive has fate been with me
now that i have given up what i have in mind
i have become a traveler without a destination
i have no intention of stopping somehow
all these is just a matter of intuition as
i, the passive railing, nailed, and keeps on waiting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As she is near.
So fragile and so soft was she.
So dark and so busy was she.
She being fatty, old and impotent,
I was deterred though.
She being evasive and elusive,
I was not daunted though.
I loved her and desired her
As she was near and hence dear.
07.08.2001
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Finding That Pride In Accomplishment
The offerings are there,
To appease our growing need...
Feeding those ever changing sensibilities.
And each of them are teased constantly,
With an ever increasing boredom!
Then unconsciously,
We accuse our children...
Of not being able to focus,
With a priority to get at least 'something' done.
Finding that pride in accomplishment!
As we justify our sitting to reminisce,
The basicness of a youthfulness spent...
Entirely on being evasive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm not being evasive but I am saying I'm not a scientist and I'm not directly involved in the consultation however the science must be sound, it must be agreed and the consultation must be of a high quality or no one will have any confidence in the process.
quote by John Anderson
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The vine
The wild grape mantling the trail and tree,
Festoons in graceful veils its drapery,
Its tendrils cling, as clings the memory stirred
By some evasive haunting tune, twice heard.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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We are ashamed to seem evasive in the presence of a straightforward man, cowardly in the presence of a brave one, gross in the eyes of a refined one, and so on. We always imagine, and in imagining share, the judgments of the other mind.
quote by Charles Horton Cooley
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Visions To Taste Evasive Promises
You come to me with expectations,
My path you will clear...
From your prior attacks,
That left total devastation.
With promises you would correct this,
IF I remained patient.
This is what you want me to believe?
As if I'll be quick to forgive your wickedness,
Based upon promises with no actions to leave?
You really take me to be a perfect fool.
I learned with time given this is true. You do!
And I must admit...
None of what you've done would have ever existed,
If I hadn't allow you to see me sit...
Wishing for my dreams to come if I sat to just sit.
With your assistance.
And visions to taste evasive promises fading again away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Surf For Other Fish
You will always question my faithfulness.
I downloaded pictures...
And shared my email address.
Meeting under these conditions,
I thought would produce less stress.
But I've been accused...
Without seeing none of you!
As your point of view in my mind,
Is impressed!
You will always question my faithfulness...
And my willingness to exchange honesty!
Perhaps what I've sent,
Is too real for your acceptance.
And rejection may be the best,
Of your 'mysterious' appeal!
Keep me filed as you surf for other fish.
I want to meet and greet someone...
Not evasive,
But ready to feel desires concealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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More Evasive
As different as night is from day...
I know you.
Anticipated to get wet am I,
If strolling through pouring rain.
I no longer wonder about you or 'it'.
With or without benefits.
As different as night is from day...
I know you.
Some may have a need to face the sky,
To unmask themselves from realities.
Or to question,
If a breeze blows.
I know you!
And that's one of the reasons,
I pay you no attention.
If I did...
You would be more evasive,
Then you've been.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Is Blind
And can you tell me Love is blind
Because your faults he will not find,
Because the image that he sees
Is one of splendid mysteries?
And if he lack the power to look
On what he will, as on a book,
And read therein the heart of it,
Why are his ways with wonder lit?
Why think you he should bind his eyes
And hide the many-tinted skies,
But that he sees too well to trust
The shadows on an orb of dust?
For he hath vision keener far
Than poring Thought's and Fancy's are
An inward vision, full and clear
When night has flung her mantle sheer
Across the world we stumble through
In search of Truth's evasive clue.
He looks, and straight there fall away
The flutt'ring rags of your array,
The far-fet gem, th' indecent drape,
The pads that mar the perfect shape,
And naked to his reverent view
Is beauty's self, essential you.
poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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Who Me?
you, yes you,
sly as a fox
insidious, marked with a skill
for deception
you, yes, you
cunning woman
often passing
for wise, deep
machinations
on such schemes
ready always
with your slick
evasive answers
to questions
prepared overnight
sly, tricky Lucy
who me?
not me, you,
yes, you,
yes, you
how dare
you say
you love me.
Attorney Wily
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Direct And Decisive
It would be wonderful to awaken,
In an environment...
Where the people found it,
To the best of their interests...
To be direct and decisive.
With an elimination of being evasive.
To then uncover an honesty that refreshes,
The meaning of comprehension with understanding.
Instead of leaving assumptions,
As a basis of one's deluded reality.
Wouldn't it be great?
To awakened to realize this has been prioritized.
With truth as the utmost purpose one has to share.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Collective: The Wandering Comet
There was a speck of distant light
Sundered from the kaleidoscopic vision
Inviting the veiled and gloomy night
Into a fleet out of derision
A meander in blithe, an unfettered flight
Conquering a cosmic liaison
And so I heard its trajectory will
Come this way and leave a trail
But before I knew the comet reeled
And slung away without a flail
And make a wish I failed until
Perished was this crystal hail
Come around again my lonely sky
With your evasive wonder-dusts
That scintillates the stars to cry
Entice me with your wanderlust
And whilst you waft where shadows fell, I'll lie
To futilely wait if forever must
Drift away and leave crumbs and trails
And the wisps of your tails will tell your tales
poem by Norman Santos
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Cold As Angels (w/anna Campbell)
like strangels
watching the desecration
of life
with movements
like walking paris
beautiful
yet tragic
this shovel hand dance
our play with words
creates confusion
our language
poetically evasive
my feet caught in vines
of their eloquence
as cold as angels
our words spill out
in regret
our dreams
met by the hammer
and all fell
like water
on jagged stones
poem by Alexandre Arnau
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With The Name Pakistan
after the thrall long and hard
and shadows of blood and odium
with the shivering souls
one night after the eve dark
came an evasive sanctity
and brang here the hope to hope
to rectify and recoup
the land lost
as a heaven on earth
as a sanatorium for souls
with the name Pakistan
poem by Gule Rukhsar
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