Getting Plenty of Exercise
When you snore,
My imagination awakens.
No longer do I sit...
Disturbed by the sounds,
Coming from your unshut lips.
I now have learned to use this.
With added rhythms,
I dance to it.
And getting plenty of exercise,
While you unconsciously sleep...
While providing,
'My' physical fitness.
With no expense to me at all.
And you,
Are left with no clue...
Just how involved you are.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are involved in youth testing internationally. We want to try to prove without a shadow of a doubt the relationship between physical fitness and health, not just physical fitness and ability to perform.
quote by Kenneth H. Cooper
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Still Outside At Recess
Walk away!
Don't say a word,
About how you suffer.
You walked out on me.
I am not the one to blame.
I did not create,
Your pain.
If that's what you've come to claim.
You dissed me!
Selfishly and without thought.
I had your back and...
So did 'you' it seems,
As well.
You were always freely in my dreams.
Coming to go as you pleased.
Where as I had to pay rent,
In yours.
And most times I found myself evicted,
At my own emotional expense.
To which I can say,
No longer provides you access!
Get away from me!
Walk!
Don't say a word.
You have not a clue!
I am not looking to you to occupy,
A vacancy!
And you come to me,
Making demands...
For 'my' forgiveness?
One of us has learned lessons.
And one of us is still outside at recess!
Guess which one is neither sharing,
Or renting out space?
And...
Caring less about the preferences,
Of references.
There is no sign here that suggests,
Child's play is allowed.
Step!
To the left.
On the curb.
And down the street.
To disappear.
From here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The rate of childhood obesity is just ridiculous. Anytime I can get involved with teaching them how to get physical exercise, I want to help in any way possible.
quote by Shannon Miller
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Is That Outlook More Positive For You?
'I had no clue this was going on.'
It has.
But you have not expressed an interest.
'What can I do to become more involved? '
In what?
The chaos?
The divisions that present themselves,
All over the place?
The teaching of the disrespectful children?
And their parents who have enabled their behavior?
Or do you want to make speeches...
To those pretending to listen,
But have learned the tecnique od falling to sleep...
Unnoticed.
'I see you still have a negative outlook on things? '
Isn't that odd?
You said that to me years ago.
And here on this very day,
You have expressed a desire to get involved.
Okay!
Let's call what you see...
An observation of a lacking of community outreach.
With a unity guaranteed to destroy a thinking mind.
Is that outlook more positive for you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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New Traditionalists
'Who are you listening to?
How do you like this new guy.
The one that's coming to office.'
I'm listening to some old Devo stuff.
'The New Traditionalists'.
Had it since 1981.
Back then in the 'day'
They were calling this 'new wave' music.
At first...
I admit I was excited.
Just the thought of the President of The United States,
Actually 'playing' basketball.
Not golf or tennis...
But basketball.
He's coming in with a whole new set of rules.
And it may look easy,
But basketball is a rough and physical game!
'Michelle ain't no joke either.
She's already told the White House staff,
Her daughters will be making their own beds.
And with the mother-in-law moving in...
And Michelle's brother having introduced them?
They have 'already' chartered fresh territory! '
Those folks are 'too' disciplined.
You know what I'm sayin?
I don't know if this is a joke or not.
But I heard a rumor,
President Obama is divising a new physical fitness plan.
For everyone.
He's taking something old to add to fresh concepts he has.
'What is it.
What have you heard.'
Each community, nationally...
Will be required to set up H.A.F.T. Master Races.
'Hmmm...
I don't believe that.
He did not run his campaign on racism.'
NO! No...no, no!
Slice that thought!
This is his new physical fitness program.
It's both startling...and refreshing at the same time.
'H.A.F.T. Master Races?
I wonder what that's going to be about? '
Well...
The completed title should give everybody a clue!
'What is it? '
Haul-ass-from-the-Master Races.
'LOL...do what?
Who's the 'master'? '
I'll give you a hint...
Who's 'black' and 'white'
And gon' be sitting in the Oval Office?
Like my grandaddy use to say...
'I don't care who was 'suppose' to do sumthin'
That ain't done!
You see this belt?
I'm holdin' it 'cause somebody gonna get whipped!
And I'll 'Whip It' good.'
But he has such nice kind eyes.
And a warm inviting smile!
'My grandfather was about four feet and eleven inches tall.
But somehow he had us focused on other things.
And that never came up in our conversations then.'
Note:
Title, 'New Traditonalists'
the rock group, Devo-1981
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I am no longer disturbed myself, I will deal less with disturbed people, but I don't regret having concerned myself with them because I think most of us are disturbed.
quote by Tennessee Williams
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Transmission
Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
of the show
And we could dance.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
song performed by by New Order
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Egos Addicted
Images are needed,
By a society fantasized...
With hyped perceptions.
At the expense of an enforced,
Dwindling greed.
How can egos addicted,
Keep from bleeding?
How can selfishness worshipped...
Be curbed?
Stopped!
And no longer serving,
Those disturbed in denial fits!
Images are needed,
By a society fantasized...
With hyped perceptions.
At the expense of an enforced,
Dwindling greed.
And those elected to protect their 'treats',
Find they've become accountable...
To ease a reality upon these minds.
Teasing them with beliefs of victory!
When deceit and defeat...
Has surrounded them for sometime!
How can selfishness worshipped...
Be curbed?
Stopped!
And no longer serving,
Those disturbed in denial fits!
How can egos addicted,
Keep from bleeding?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unconscious
I’m blind, I’m stubborn
I don’t need anybody else
But somehow, I don’t know
I’m unconsciously clinging for warmth
I’m tough, I’m strong
I could run my world alone
But somehow, I don’t know
I’m unconsciously clinging for attention
I want to go, I want to disappear
I don’t want to live in this world again
But somehow, I don’t know
I’m unconsciously clinging for hope
I’m filthy, I’m unworthy
Everybody calls me a sinner
But somehow, I don’t know
I’m unconsciously clinging for love
I’m fool, I’m hopeless one
All doors are closed for me
But somehow, I don’t know
I’m unconsciously clinging for dream
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Never hurry. Take plenty of exercise. Always be cheerful. Take all the sleep you need. You may expect to be well.
quote by James Freeman Clarke
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Epiphany, Dead Man Walking
i learned to walk again,
the day you drove away
and left me standing in the drive...
i learned to see again,
staring at old photographs
in a book hid away.
i learned to think again,
thinking, and rethinking
every move and every action.
i learned to feel again,
struck dumb with waves of sorrow,
with blood on my lips.
i learned to cry again,
in the dark and sleepless night,
when no one else could see.
i learned to fight again,
pushed back against the wall
with nothing left to lose.
i learned to pray again,
to a God that doesnt answer,
from the gates of hell.
i learned to dream again,
violent shaking nightmares,
waking up to a cold sweat.
i learned to love again
to cherish every moment,
every touch forgotten.
i learned to walk again,
and walked off into the sunset
with our hearts in my hands.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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O Jamaica
O Jamaica
How I missed you
Your easy gait
Mangoes and pears
I left your majestic hills
And clean sea breeze
Songs of the humming birds
Dub poets
And breadfruit trees
O Jamaica
I missed your reggae rythms
Bungo sounds
And Natty
I left for a land I knew not
A land of plenty
Was it for wealth?
Was it for pride?
No!
For knowledge, maybe
Yet I am empty
O Jamaica
I missed your beaches
And Negril
Sitting on stones reasoning
Now I get you Peter Tosh
And Muta is right too
Hardly a day goes by
That I do not think of you
It's not physical
Just an inexplicable pain
One that holds no hope
Without the LORD
I could not cope
O Jamaica
How I missed you
When will I see you again?
Dance with you again?
Land of wood and water
'No problem people'
People of hospitality
Of clean water
Where the sun never sleep
Snow-less land
Land without debt collectors
Twenty five years since I left your shores
But it feels like sixty
Twenty five years since we walk and play
But it feels like sixty
Twenty five years since I saw granny's tomb
But it feels like sixty
How are the dandelions?
Is Blue Mountain still blue?
And how is Kingston
And Montego Bay?
O Jamaica!
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Maybe the Economy Is On Your Mind
I will assist you,
But not at the cost of my own expense.
Why does this sound so familiar?
'Well...
If you don't mind me saying this.
But the last few times,
You just said...
At my own expense!
There was no cost involved.
Maybe the economy is on your mind? '
Is that your idea of a joke?
Your attempt to introduce comedic material,
At 'my' expense?
'Once again...
You changed what you've said.'
Forget it!
Can you hear that?
Petty motherfuhhhh...
'Yes...
I'm still within listening distance! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Haven't A Clue
I haven't a clue of what to do.
Even though I know it's true.
Anxiety fills my body through.
The thought of rejection makes me blue.
Although the thought of success pushes me to.
Should I take the chance to find romance?
Or should I just pull back from this uncertain dance?
I want it bad. I'm going mad.
If you reject me I'll feel sad.
I haven't a clue of where to go.
The coming of it seems so slow.
Massive impatience inside me grows.
Despair and hoplessness greatly flow.
If it's time how will I know?
I haven't a clue of what to say.
All the answers come in shades of gray.
I can't continue in this awful play.
It seems I'm bound to lose in every way.
I haven't a clue now what I'll do.
I guess I'll sit here like a fool.
Never moving for what's cool.
I haven't the balls to claim this jewel.
Where to go and what to do?
All I can say is I haven't a clue.
poem by Michael McParland
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I get plenty of exercise carrying the coffins of my friends who exercise.
quote by Red Skelton
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Sleep And Snore
the sounds of its steps
arrive inside the room
on the silence of the blanket
white and thick
on the hum of the night breeze
from the sea
sleep begins to snore
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Turn resolutely to work, to recreation, or in any case to physical exercise till you are so tired you can't help going to sleep, and when you wake up you won't want to worry.
quote by B.C. Forbes
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I Want You To Go, Please Go
please go now
it is dark and you need sleep
you are tired, you are disturbed, and i do not want to be the reason
for your disturbed feelings
leave me alone
i always have to suffer alone
it is my season of pain, it my turn to be miserable
i will be alone in this and you cannot be of help
no one can
it is me finally caught in my own world of loneliness
the world that i write about so many times described in all
my poems
please go now, i do not want to see a beautiful person like you crying
let there be no tears
and sobs
a gentleman like me still has dignity
let me have the honor, the opportunity to go in peace
to the world that i can no longer write and talk about
because it will be indescribable
because there i am no longer myself
but another being
perhaps with wings and with feelings which are so light
like floating and drifting clouds.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Physical
I'm saying all the things that I know you like
Making good conversation
I've gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
Oh it's getting hard to hold me back
You know what I mean
I'm sure you understand my point of view
We know each other better
You've gotta know you're bringing out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
(Physical) I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
(Get physical)
(Do you hear me)
(Mmm, yeah)
(C'mon)
(I know you want me)
(Physical)
Woah, yeah
Physical, physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I wanna get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Addiction Free
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
What I mean and what was meant,
Are conditions that inspired past arguments.
But now I'm heated and there's no need,
For us to discuss anything any longer.
There's been too much blood shed.
And your empathy bleeding ways,
I've seen more than I wish to see.
What I know and expect from you,
Is more of the same game...
With nothing changed,
And too redundant to believe.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
Like I will be,
When you get your ass away from me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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