Feet With a Little Dirt
How can the reputation of one
Who seeks attention
Be blemished
When that is the aimed sought
And given?
It is the reputation of those
Who claim to have walked on water...
And choose to remain seen
With toes toejam free and far from wetness!
Something stinks here!
The feet with a little dirt,
Deserves some forgiveness first!
The others?
Give them a thorough examination.
And conceal a weapon to defend yourself.
Something here is clearly hidden.
Arm yourself...
With at least a deodorizer!
Forget goldleaf crosses dangling from the neck.
They probably have big ones...
Crusted in diamonds or something,
To attract your attention...
Away from false intentions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cassio: Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation!
line from Othello, Act II, Scene 3 by William Shakespeare (1603)
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Donald and Rosie
Give it up!
You have both been trained,
And housebroken.
Brats who receive attention...
Like excrement unflushed,
Offer selfishness a feast
Maturity will never recognize
When two like you
Defend and persist in childish displays!
Give it up!
Your rants do not heighten your influence,
That frightens and stinks at the core!
Your use of media does nothing
To excite, uplift or enlighten those poor!
Or those who choose to ignore schoolyard antics!
There are children younger than you...
Losing their lives to defend what you do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But I, Caesar, have not sought to amass wealth by the practice of my art, having been rather contented with a small fortune and reputation, than desirous of abundance accompanied by a want of reputation.
quote by Marcus V. Pollio
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When a management with a reputation for brilliance tackles a business with a reputation for bad economics, it is the reputation of the business that remains intact.
quote by Warren Buffett
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Days Of 1896
He became completely degraded. His erotic tendency,
condemned and strictly forbidden
(but innate for all that) , was the cause of it:
society was totally prudish.
He gradually lost what little money he had,
then his social standing, then his reputation.
Nearly thirty, he had never worked a full year—
at least not at a legitimate job.
Sometimes he earned enough to get by
acting the go-between in deals considered shameful.
He ended up the type likely to compromise you thoroughly
if you were seen around with him often.
But this isn't the whole story—that would not be fair.
The memory of his beauty deserves better.
There is another angle; seen from that
he appears attractive, appears
a simple, genuine child of love,
without hesitation putting,
above his honor and reputation,
the pure sensuality of his pure flesh.
Above his reputation? But society,
prudish and stupid, had it wrong.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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To Then Leave
The seeking to get attention business,
Isn't all what it cracks up to be.
Those who seek no attention,
Are chased by those disbelieving,
No one wants to keep peace selfishly...
To be left alone.
And these might be the ones who first sought attention,
Initially.
Now...
Those who seek to get attention,
And with passion disguised by a lust...
Accompanied with deep breathing,
Could frighten someone seeking just to tease.
To then leave quietly...
To then go home to self satisfy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Only The Ability To Waste
There was a time,
And this was not too long ago...
When those of skills and talents,
Only had a wish to share them.
To assist others in the fulfillment,
Of seeing 'their' dreams and wishes...
Come true.
With a volunteering of their efforts denied.
And...
Without a dime of payment mentioned.
But those making decisions,
Believed the ones who would want to do this...
Only sought the getting of attention.
And refusing them they did,
To ensure they were dismissed.
Today?
How things have changed.
Today there are those who are hired,
To solicit volunteers.
With the paying of expensive media advertisements,
To attract those with talents and skills to give.
And this is done with blatant attention given,
To the ones getting paid.
With only the ability to waste funding,
To achieve nothing getting done.
But say they do there is no one willing to work for free.
And these are the same people...
Publicly declaring there is no communal unity.
'We need you! '
~For what? ~
'To volunteer your skills,
As a community service.'
~And how will my doing this,
Be of benefit to you? ~
'A job that keeps me paid and something to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shadows Unknown Weep Wisdom’s Waters
it is easy to walk soft silent steps unseen
like a ghost within wield world
among a crowd pushing for attention
still shadows remain unseen
many puff themselves up with pride
trouble little puffer fish hide
by inflating themselves with illusions
delusions of self importance
rising on spout hot air with balloon egos
claiming what is not their place
their right work done by back bone souls
eventually deceitful heads do roll
pretenders fast fall from false claimed heights
hands soiled not from toil
in contrast well hidden wise are souls radiant
safe within common fold
behold cool purity of clear flowing crystal waters
water seeks its own level
water seeks not to elevate itself upon great heights
beware frozen peril cruel
water attains seasoned its own multiple forms
humanities prize pools of wisdom
water is life river sustaining thirst heart beats
drinking centuries velum stratum
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Bloop
I'm walking down the hallway,
of MY school,
and everyone knows my name,
it's like they know a person,
who said hi to me once,
because they did my homework for me,
and all of a suden were friends...
were not,
why does every one have to know my name,
i mean why cant..four people know my name,
that's only four hello's in the morning,
and four goodbyes at night,
but no,
of course not,
i must know everyone and have some intimate bond with them because they desire attetnion,
I do not want attention,
i do not desire attention, and i do not need attention,
why does everyone give me so much...
it's like the people are sucking the life out of me,
they all know my first,
and last name,
HOW do they know that,
sometimes i even forget thet..
well not really,
but I don't know anyone's name
poem by Sandra jacks
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Toes
The current is strong from what I've heard
It'll whisk you down the stream
But I never seem to have the time
So my toes just touch the water
So my toes just touch the water
Daydreamed on the bank again
I was swimming with the fish
And I thought this time that it may be true
But my toes just touched the water
But my toes just touched the water
But my toes just touched the water
Walked a mile just to find the edge
Some place low enough
To step right in
Now I'm here and I can't begin
To move
Walked a mile just to find the edge
Some place low enough
To step right in
Now I'm here and I can't begin
To move
That spoiled sun up over there
Always has to have its way
And now I know that the river's there to shelter me
But my toes just touch the water
But my toes just touch the water
But my toes just touch the water
song performed by by Norah Jones
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Promptitude is not only a duty, but is also a part of good manners; it is favorable to fortune, reputation, influence, and usefulness; a little attention and energy will form the habit, so as to make it easy and delightful.
quote by Charles Simmons
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A brand for a company is like a reputation for a person. You earn reputation by trying to do hard things well.
quote by Jeff Bezos
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I would rather be cheated than cheat anyone. I would rather sacrifice 'gain' and have my reputation intact, because my reputation is more important to me than yours.
Joseph C Ogbonna (15 July 2016)
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For the Sake of Being Clever
Here to energize and motivate.
Not to attempt to make a quick escape.
For the sake of being clever.
Too many are using this medium for that.
If Shakespeare did it...
He wouldn't be popular to use by copycats.
Who today consider him great!
But in his day....
Upon him some spat.
That's what people do...
When a truth is pursued.
And someone dares to rub against...
Those who are offended,
As they sit comfortably on a hidden fence.
To later jump on a bandwagon...
As if to convince they too have been there,
To protect and defend without pretense of intentions.
Only then to gather as much attention that can be mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The shame
To go without a reputation is a shame.
To lose the reputation is much more.
Shamelessness is the animalism,
Permissible only in sexual acts.
17.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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That Sense They Have of Entitlement
Some of you may become disappointed,
Your requests go unheeded.
With an attention sought...
You may believe deserved.
While others do not get upset,
Their requests are not met.
And they are the ones,
Who enjoy what they do.
Like many who pursue,
Choices they choose!
Yet some remain annoyed...
By having their demands,
Not followed through.
And they need to get over it.
That sense they have of entitlement!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Attention
(olivia newton-john /annie roboff /steve seskin)
Here in my heart, theres the truth
But no one could love me like you
But lately you seem so far away
Pretending that you hear what I say
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Sometimes you look so unsure
Has time left you longing for more?
Wishing you would let me back in
I just wanna be home again
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
You mean too much to me to give up without a fight
Lord knows we cant survive one more silent night
Id like to think theres a chance
Some way to save our romance
But if I have to do it alone
Id be better off on my own
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Oh,what can I do to get some attention from you
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Stick Around
If I have offended you...
I do offer options.
You can choose to look at it this way...
Either I have had a lot of practice at it!
With those before you providing my experience.
Or...
You have gotten on my last nerve,
With such a degree of annoyance...
I had to offend,
To deliver the attention you sought!
Now...
Which is it?
If neither of those applies,
And this is your first time being insulted...
You and I could become good friends.
I do not often offend without a purpose.
Stick around!
You look as if,
I might have finally found the one...
Who will not put up with it!
'You're sick! '
Really?
Tell me more.
Don't stop.
I'm all ears.
You have my undivided attention!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too good to be true?
Sometimes it’s wise to hesitate
And choose to look before you leap.
There is no point in tempting fate.
You may just find the price too steep.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch
there never was nor will there be
So pay attention to your hunch.
Examine very carefully.
What lies behind the proffered deal
The hidden hooks to catch you out
What do the honeyed words conceal?
They will be hooks without a doubt.
You are far too wise to believe.
The scams which fool the more naïve.
Sunday,29 January 2012
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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O Naughty Child.! [ part-6 ]
[ Part-6 ]
Numerous pranks
Restless you author!
Yet when we remind
Your masterpiece
And entreat reenactment
With throbbing hearts..
You stoutly refuse
And mutilate our noses
In presence of
An expectant gathering
And rob us of
Our boastful moments-
We cut sorry figures
In front of guests!
We rain plausible theories
For your emphatic head-shakes-
You remain the focus of attention
With no damage to reputation!
Offering my due
In all your sports
Both on land and in water
Command my active participation...
Relaxing not watchful eyes
Enslave as bonded labourer!
Call this sweating soul
' My Comrade! '
Daylong amidst your games-
Yet the very moment
Your antenna senses
The slightest stir of
The shadow of your 'maa'
Forget all courtesies-
And in a ' monkey-leap '
Land on your mom's hip!
I stand aghast!
Doesn't your conscience
Pinch your thighs
To remind you
About a word 'gratitude '!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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