Forgotten to Bring a Pad and Pen
With my writings...
I would love to communicate,
With a clarity comprehended.
But the levels of misunderstanding...
Have increased.
And concepts one chooses simplified...
Does not provide growth.
Even though ignorance,
Does seem to attract more attention!
And having conversations with myself...
Has not convinced one bystander,
That I was intelligent at all!
Not if I am the one witnessing
Any one of them on any given day...
Whispering in the ear of a policeman,
Who suspiciously glances my way!
And on those days,
Wouldn't you know it...
I had forgotten to bring a pad and pen?
And to memorize my thoughts,
Of course...
They had to be said over and over...
And over again!
'Yes officer...
I am a writer.
'Lick me quick! Lick me quick! '
Was not a reference made to that young lady at all!
You see...
I write in double entendres!
And I...'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lick It Up
Dont wanna wait til you know me better
Lets just be glad for the time together
Lifes such a treat and its time you taste it
There aint a reason on earth to waste it
It aint a crime to be good to yourself
Chorus:
Lick it up, lick it up, its only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up
Dont need to wait for an invitation
You gotta live like youre on vacation
Theres something sweet you cant buy with money - lick it up, lick it up
Its all you need, so believe me honey
It aint a crime to be good to yourelf
Chorus
Come on - its only right now (its only right now)
Ooh yeah (ooh yeah) ooh yeah (ooh yeah), yeah yeah
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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Here to Communicate and Connect
I don't exist,
To see my name on the top
Of any list.
Or debate about my life experiences.
With anyone quick to pass judgement.
I am here to communicate and connect,
With those reflecting a consciousness
I can respect.
And that mission has been tough...
Since expanded minds,
Are not spread around enough!
But it is quick to spot egos.
They come out of the woodwork...
With pretensions they show much.
Flaunting ignorance and misdeeds,
As a sign of their intelligence.
And a senselessness that's out of touch!
Some will even use flattery to capture victims.
There have been all kinds of obstacles on my path...
To delay meaningful conversations,
With those who have similar tasks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sneak a Little Lick
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Every single piece of it!
You can...
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And...
Destiny!
But don't...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And destiny!
If that's your wish...
To pick it up to ditch!
But,
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down,
If that's your wish.
But that peach found,
Might be your gift.
So pick it up and eat it!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Misunderstanding Your Methods
Please...
Spare me the wide eyed sincerity.
If you were,
As you've stated...
'Championing 'MY' Cause'
Your approach to doing so,
Would involve less defamation...
Of my character.
And more of a supportive endorsement.
I would think.
You yelling, 'Off with his head! '
Whenever I appear in public...
Does not provide the right security,
I am currently needing.
Or...
That you are inspired with the right motivation.
I need to be convinced,
Your activities are actually for my benefit!
Not against it.
And...
Just perhaps,
I am just misunderstanding your methods...
And this new strategy to attract positive attention.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Comments and Judgements
'This'...
Does not come as quick.
As picking up a pen.
To think of something that begins.
'This' is not how this 'process'
In the mind enters in!
'This'...
Some say is a gift.
Many with it,
Receive.
It is much more than collecting words,
And connecting then to sentences to breathe.
Becoming relieved...
While an ego is pleased.
'This'...
Comes as if,
Nothing else matters in the world.
A consciousness cleared is fed.
And the creator of 'this' is led.
And like all of those who read 'it'...
It amazes the writer too!
The outcome does not start as it begins.
And an explanation of 'this'...
May be attempted,
But that is hard to do!
'This'...
Does not come as quick,
As preparing a sandwich...
With mustard and mayo on fingers to lick!
'This' somehow knows when it is ready...
For the comments and judgements,
Of those who are critics!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lime and Lemon
At first you are sweet and the race of juice is quick,
Secondly the raiding of smells and tastes are to lick,
They are angry at you as well,
Their wrath is bigger than to yell,
What do we bring now that the freshness can kick.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Affirming That...
Attract good health,
To me and my home.
Attract wealth of understanding,
And an abundance condoned...
To me and my home.
Attract goodwill and love,
To me and my home.
Attract a forgiveness shared,
To me and my home.
Attract an increased love of God,
To me and my home.
Attract those of faith and encouragement,
To me and my home.
Attract a giving that receives graciously,
To me and my home.
Attract a growth that knows its worth,
To me and my home.
Attract a success
That leaves a mind at peace and rest.
With friends and family,
All feeling a 'givingness'.
And let it be known...
That in my home dwells a heart,
Affirming that which it needs...
To deliver what God expects!
As I journey upon this path,
He enlightens...
Whenever I come to pray to Him and ask,
For guidance to assist me
With all He gives and my tasks...
With Him I know I will pass!
And in the doing,
I am hopeful...
To attract to my life the best God has,
For me and those affirming that!
Affirming 'that' to ourselves at last!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jig Is Up
Yeah, hey hey, hey hey...
Dancing queen, sold like black vaseline
She was a long tall sally joystick
Know what I seen
She was all right
Drashing spurs
Pong man, puss n boots
She was a long-long live, long live who
Sweet pretty lady
(lick em, love em)
Booze and a-fruities
(push em, shove em)
All kinda crazy
(love for my cousin)
Hey lime juicy
De, de, de, de.....
New york chicks
Old jock wild in the city
Got a moon lady
Drive me crazy
Do what you do, do
She was all tight
I mean all right (heh heh)
Sweet painted lady
(lick em, love em)
Lose and a fruities
(push em, shove em)
All kinda crazy
(love for my cousin)
Hey lime juicy
De, de, de...sure...
Only
Sweet painted lady
(lick lick love em)
Lose and a fruities
(push push shove em)
All kinda crazy
(love for my cousin)
Hey lime juicy
De, de, de...sure...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Quick
Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.
Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.
Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.
Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strong On Hype
Having a conversation,
With someone not listening.
Isn't a conversation.
It is work.
And not 'of' art!
Tedious it is to keep repeating,
Something said to someone...
With a selective process going on,
In their head.
And quick to change direction of conversation.
And...
Don't say 'anything',
That can be interpreted as intelligent.
Someone will perceive...
The simpliest of word usage for them,
Is other than what anyone perceives to be basic.
Keep it simple,
Stupid!
Keep it simple,
Stupid.
To dumbdown these days,
In the getting of anything across...
AND comprehended,
Is no longer a matter of choice.
To get others to effectively listen,
One is practically enforced...
To use techniques at a preschool level.
Think this to be a joke?
An assumption done by one sarcastic?
Or a cynic being overly dramatic?
Well...
Unfortunately,
It isn't.
Many college professors,
Are 'literally' face to teach those...
Who can neither read at levels of high school.
Nor can write sentences without words spelled,
Incorrectly.
And yet,
There are those defending the right to fight in conflicts...
To protect an 'interest'.
And that interest is not invested in the minds of the young.
'Keep it simple,
Stupid!
Keep it simple,
Stupid.'
And those comments made today,
Are not by the intructors heard...
Conducting their lessons.
Those comments are made by the students,
To those who intruct in classrooms...
By those who can not follow direction.
Nor can they keep,
On any grade level with others waiting impatiently...
Watching other stundents,
Making 'some' attempt with a trying to keep up!
To say an entire system is in dire need,
Of an innovative revamping...
Is an understatement that has offended,
Much too long in the protecting of a pretentiousness...
Stong on hype.
But not in an insight invited,
That has been in need of thorough self examination.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Short-Cut
There was a route too quick,
To the very occurrence of sick,
I can not complain,
And too so main,
What is there like a lick?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Recommendations Are Accepted As Donations
Pleasure prone,
And not quick to grasp concepts.
Even with suggestions made.
Depending upon the image and appearance!
With a few baubles, bangles and bright shiny beads.
And recommendations are accepted as donations,
From someone seeking to do charity work.
With a voluntary wish to be disrespected!
Instead of being thought of as one who comes,
To provide solutions to abundant ignorance.
That does more of an outreach than good deeds.
Exposing an unconcern,
Cemented in sustained temptation!
With a touch of grief.
As if a prerequisite for life has been learned.
But not a comfortable fit to live or like.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am a quick study - I can memorize a script in an hour - but I can't remember a name three seconds. I've even forgotten my wife's name on occasion.
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? for the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop. Growth is exciting; growth is dynamic and alarming. Growth of the soul, growth of the mind; how the observation of last year seems childish, superficial; how this year — even this week — even with this new phrase — it seems to us that we have grown to a new maturity. It may be a fallacious persuasion, but at least it is stimulating, and so long as it persists, one does not stagnate.
quote by Vita Sackville-West
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Lick & A Promise
Johnny come late on a saturday night
Singin how de do
Backstreet boogie in the house of delight
Where they steal the show
The money come sour but the ladies are sweet
Ad its a love affair
Whole place rockin, people stompin their feet
When the gangs all there
He gets his lovin every night for free
Hes out there rockin like you wouldnt believe
Singin na, na, na...
Johnny like to gamble with his lady louise
She was a black jack deuces are wild
He got to thinking bout his nose in the breeze
And johnny looked and he smiled
He started thinking bout the fortune and fame
And the young girls down at his knees
He dug the money but forgot all the names
So he knew just how to appease
(chorus)
Lick and a promise
Lick and a promise
Lick and a promise
(he gave the ladies a) lick and a promise
Loose change clover in his early, early years
Had his poor mama pacin the floors
He grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers
Now the crowd keeps screamin for more
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Read My Morning Poem
shake and rattle.
rock and dock.
lick the side of
your cup and sip
hot coffee and
think about what
it is to be a loser.
i like your game.
Hide and seek.
Lick and Bite.
Pretend that
I love you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Now Amongst Us
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
What was relied upon to defend...
Is ending a falsity 'asumed' as legitimate!
With aliens crossing borders,
And landing in backyards...
People aren't prepared for these events,
Descending and coming down upon them hard!
Too many folks are seeing UFO's...
As common as lies to them are told!
And how we all arrived on this planet...
Is about to change historic episodes,
And many will be lost to comprehend...
Left crazed in a daze to understand it!
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
Many will be traumatized...
To learn we are powerless,
Against those of advanced minds...
Now amongst us that have arrived to visit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Simpleton
Its built,
up inside.
Youre on,
the verge of exploding.
Self less,
enough to say.
I meant what I said,
and Im not even sorry.
What is to get?
Its simple now.
Cut to the quick.
No misunderstanding.
You sit there,
on your side.
Dont blame yourself,
blame it on your family.
Self less,
enough to tell.
If you walk away,
then Im not running after.
What is to get?
Its simple now.
Cut to the quick.
Dont misunderstand.
I know you hate him,
cause you said you did.
How can you fake it?
Its some misunderstanding.
Inside, your delivered from the stress.
You say that your fine,
but I think youre wishing.
What is to get?
Its simple now.
Cut to the quick.
Dont misunderstand.
Dont misunderstand.
Dont misunderstand
song performed by by Quicksand
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Comehere With the Quick Fix
They will get it when it comes,
And arrives on the block.
Loaded by a motive that it can't be stopped.
They will get it when it comes,
And arrives on the block.
Loaded by a motive that it can't be stopped.
People,
Hurting from a pride deep inside...
And found to bitter bite!
And people wanting,
Love.
And more love...
To share and keep around at night.
They will get it when it comes,
And arrives on the block.
Loaded by a motive that it can't be stopped.
They will get it when it comes,
And arrives on the block.
Loaded by a motive that it can't be stopped.
Gotta-git-a-quick-fix-of it...
Your love.
I can't resist it when its sittin' there!
Are you gonna come and get it?
Or do you want this good stuff delivered to you...
Wet and bare!
Telling one another,
This is not a love affair.
But a fairytale that has come true.
I hope I'm getting this exclusively.
This is what I want with you,
And what I wish to do.
Comehere!
Gotta-git-a-quick-fix-of it...
Your love.
Gotta-git-a-quick-fix,
It just hit me!
On my head like a ton of bricks!
Gotta-git-a-quick-fix-of it...
Your love.
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere.
Comehere.
Comehere.
Comehe re.
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Comehere.
Comehere.
Comehere.
Comehe re.
Comehere with the quick fix of your love!
Come and get a quick fix,
Of this love!
Come and get a quick fix,
Of this love!
Come and get a quick fix,
Of this love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Is The Beat Of My Heart
Written by lewis mark
Lead vocals by james young
If its my time to die today
Please God oh make it fast
Balanced on this point for a year and half
I just dont think I can last
Theres a man whos laid to rest
The man who gave me my start
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
So please all you people
Dont you grieve for me
The blood in my veins is black and I cant bleed
Ive suffered the pain
And all I can face is the dark
Oh, lord, quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Now my bags are almost packed
The trains about to depart
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
If its my time to die...
song performed by by Styx
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