Give Me More
Do me a favor?
Do not flavor your speech,
With flowered outreach touches.
Get to the core of it!
Do not decide,
What is suitable or fit for me.
I am on you like radar.
Detecting your every nuance.
And if substance is there...
I will provide you with mine.
With more to share.
I am not the kind to window dress,
Just to attract attention.
Or to confess a collection of nonsense...
To profess.
Unless...
We are both together,
Sharing dreams to be completed.
Free of deceptions unneeded.
Give me more...
To sweep us away in a unity invited,
That is kept to feed and keep a hunger...
Manifesting to be explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Pricelessness of It
I came to provide you,
A safe haven to share.
But you didn't see it.
Your ego sought attention,
To be pleased by those...
Who chose you for their affairs.
So much of what you wanted,
Was there for me to give.
But you were looking for imitations.
Something not to build or create.
Something already there...
With a temporary pleasing,
To feed with impression.
And pretentions to spare.
I came to provide you,
A safe haven to share.
For just you and me,
To succeed anywhere.
But you had no respect for that.
What I brought to give you could not see.
And now that I've exposed what you could not believe,
You assess what you've obtained...
As a value diminished.
In times you seek something treasured to keep.
But that which is purchased for eyes to impress,
Often rusts to turn to dust...
After much rubbing and touching.
To amplify one's unhappiness,
With a yearning in endless searching.
To change ever so much.
I came to provide you,
A safe haven to share.
But the pricelessness of it,
Could not sit or fit...
Within your limits.
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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Radar For Love
Passion fire runnin through my veins
Get a little bit of love and I go insane
I may talk big, baby, I dont lie
Ooh the guys dont know but the girls know why
Ooh girls know why, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar for love, ooh yeah
When you feel so hot that you cant hold still
And you dont know how youre gonna get your fill
Send an s.o.s. baby, Im your man
If I dont make good baby no one can
Oh no one can, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, come on
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar, radar for love, oh
Yeah, ooh yeah, one more time
Get down, ooh get down, get down, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, ooh baby, baby
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar for love, n-n-n-n-now, radar for love, come on
Radar, ooh, radar, ooh yeah
Radar, oh, radar, oh yeah, radar, oh yeah
Radar for love, radar, come on, radar, ha, radar, radar
S.o.s, radar, radar, get the message, sugar, radar, radar for love
song performed by by Kiss
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Run Its Course
You are an excuse of miscalculations.
The patience I once afforded you...
Has long run its course.
When I said I divorced myself from nonsense,
That included yours as well.
The adolescence of immaturity...
Is the core of the nightmarish hell.
And I do not condone heat on my peace of mind!
My need is to provide substance.
And your needs are just to abuse the idea!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Proud
Learn to be proud
Of what is done that you do.
Whether a talent, a skill or a gift
You feed.
Let it from within you,
Nurture and breathe.
Let it live.
Manifesting your being!
Let it free...
To give willfully.
And accept it unconditionally.
Whatever that is that brings with it joy...
Dance with happiness and release it to fly!
And do not question or deny its flight!
Learn to be proud,
Of what is done that you do.
Become enraptured with its essence.
Let it from within you,
Nurture and breathe.
Let it live.
Manifesting your being!
Let it free...
To define a divine presence,
Given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Is Not of Mutual Benefit
It has been explored.
Loving what I do and sharing.
And I have been abhorred,
By those who believed...
Sleep walking through my life,
Was perfectly alright.
On 'my' time.
As if a mission of doing me a favor,
Has been a charity completed...
To leave another pleased.
I had to make it clear to many...
I am more than a surface animation.
To be serious with life is not an ambition.
It is what I live this life appreciated and given.
And if it is not liked how I handle my life...
There is no need to be involved in it with pretense.
I do what I do with an intention meant.
I am not seeking anyone to 'accomodate' my desires.
If it is not of mutual benefit,
What is the point of being around folks like that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Light of Weight
I am not here to hold anyone's hand.
Or to play mushy goody...
With those who have sensitivities,
I don't quite understand.
I've come to raise and enlighten my consciousness.
Not to play childish games with those,
Who like to dress up and masquerade...
Parading to be someone else they wish.
Or raise the minds of children...
To stay 'children' and be 'good'.
Any child of mine I want responsible.
I want to see them grow to become assets,
To any neighborhood.
Like mature adults should!
Today I observe,
So many trying their best to stay young!
And making excuses for what they do.
As they seek acceptance for it too.
With no desire to overcome...
Their stunning and numbing dumbness.
I see those selected to lead...
But only if they are liked!
And as a result of this...
No growth at all is in sight!
I see irresponsibility with disrespect accepted.
I see a total breakdown of humanity.
With none of this rejected!
As those of 'insight' despised and dejected.
I observe a pitifulness...
In my life I resist!
I am not going to put up with it!
Nor do I condone,
Those who do not make their feelings known.
I may be viewed a maverick...
One who is light on substance.
And perhaps light of weight.
But I appreciate my life...
Free of nonsense and those who are fake!
This is not the experience I wish to be served,
On my challenging and demanding plate!
And to those who see,
I have no appetite for these scenes?
Can call me light of weight.
And light on substance...
They may feed and satiate!
But don't get in my face to say it.
I am very capable to dish...
Anything I decide that is delivered,
I wish to dismiss!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Prioritized Attention Given
Everyone living life,
Needs a little taste.
Of whatever for them will excite.
With a prioritized attention given.
From someone else that is mentioned.
To show they are willing,
To give another attention.
Something given to be received,
And acknowledged.
That satisfies a 'soul' to behold.
It seems unfair!
Not right,
That few appear to hog all of the attention.
All of the time.
Day 'and' night.
And some even making appearances,
Unintended.
In dreams of others unannounced.
Then disappear from sight.
As if they were invited.
To come and go as they please.
No wonder people are uptight.
Have you ever stopped to think.
Why is some create tension?
That end in conflict.
Or prolonging of unnecessary fights.
From birth this seems to be our first appetite.
We demand to get that attention fed.
Everyone living life,
Needs a little taste.
Of whatever for them will excite.
With a prioritized attention given.
A spoiled child whining.
With determination,
Will get some of it.
That's why many develop unhealthy addictions.
Smoking, drinking and over eating.
Whatever it is.
Something inside is needing to feed,
The grabbing of others' eyes.
Even if it takes an accidental stumbling into someone...
On public streets.
To then apologize.
Some kind of contact from another is what we all seek.
Whether or not that contact is obnoxious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone To Believe In
Is there someone I can believe in
Is there somewhere I can hide
Take me out of the straits Im in
Come and stay here by my side
Somebody I can rely on
I broke the law, Ive been set free
Give me something to decide upon
Come and show yourself to me
Is there someone sewing seams
Through all my hopes, through all my dreams
You know living a life of ease
Dont make yer meals taste better
If you please
Is there someone I can relate to
Who will break the ice for me
Take me out of the place Im in
Come and share your life with me
Somebody with nothing to live up to
Who will mend my broken dreams
Give me a wave I can ride upon
Come and show your strength to me
I have felt the final rush
Of loves embrace, the magic touch
Running headlong to attract
I felt the breath of satan
On my back
Is there someone I can believe in
Is there something I can do
Take me out of the straits Im in
Let me show myself to you
Somebody to whom I can belong
Take my hand, Ive been set free
Give me some wings I can glide upon
Come and show yourself to me
Is there someone sewings seams
Through all my hopes, through all my dreams
You know living a life of ease
Dont make yer meals taste better
If you please
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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You're My Flavor
The way you love me
Is like a needle in my vein
When you're not around me
You know it just don't feel the same
And I've waited a long time
Just to feel the way I do
Just give me the reason
And I will be all over you
'Cause you're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
The way you touch me
Somehow it takes away the pain
And now I'm a junkie
I'm running around without a brain
I got the jones deep inside me
And you are what I wanna do
You give me this feeling
You always make me feel brand new
'Cause you're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
Flavor... Ouh come on
'Cause you're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
'Cause you're my flavor
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
Yeah yeah yeah
You're my flavor
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from 5
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Guest Speaker
I am not here to participate in your nonsense!
Wherever on Earth did you get that idea?
That I treat you with respect,
Does not mean I'm open season
For you to neglect mine!
When do you find the time
To fill your head with this BS?
You amaze me!
But that's not awe.
You amaze me in ways,
That you actually believe you are irresistable!
That's astounding!
Since I've been trying to get way from you!
You don't have to follow me...
OR call security!
I was not asked to dress in suit and tie!
I was 'invited' to be the guest speaker.
Did my appearance throw you off?
I mostly get that look you give me now...
After I speak!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is That A New Approach?
Do me a favor.
Which flavor do you savor?
I noticed you enjoy it.
Should I sample it?
Or,
Should I ignore it?
Do me a favor.
Which flavor do you savor?
I noticed you enjoy it.
Should I sample it?
Or,
Should I ignore it?
You slowly lick it like it's heaven sent.
Is that a flavor just for you that's meant?
Do me a favor.
Which flavor do you savor?
I noticed you enjoy it.
Should I sample it?
Or,
Should I ignore it?
Do me a favor.
Which flavor do you savor?
I noticed you enjoy it.
Should I sample it?
Or,
Should I ignore it?
You slowly lick it like it's heaven sent.
Is that a flavor just for you that's meant?
'I don't know if you will like it or not.
But I'm sure anything will improve,
Upon your dance moves.
Is that a new approach?
Or is this your way of starting up a conversation? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Generic
whether to dress proper or bold
allow mimicry to be your pilot
(individuality is overrated)
acceptance is dependent on this.
absorb the influences of your comrades
the stamp of approval depends on the delivery
once the club is joined,
words are heard.
follow the herd to the slaughterhouse
(never mind asking what's going on)
be grateful:
you are of a healthy disposition,
and of greatest use;
another number.
at least free will remains;
without fat unneeded,
without bones unneeded,
to be swallowed
in one
single
bite.
poem by Chris Jelens
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Youre My Flavor
The way you love me
Is like a needle in my vein
When youre not around me
You know it just dont feel the same
And Ive waited a long time
Just to feel the way I do
Just give me the reason
And I will be all over you
cause youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
The way you touch me
Somehow it takes away the pain
And now Im a junkie
Im running around without a brain
I got the jones deep inside me
And you are what I wanna do
You give me this feeling
You always make me feel brand new
cause youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Flavor... ouh come on
cause youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
cause youre my flavor
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Yeah yeah yeah
Youre my flavor, youre my flavor, youre my flavor,
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of, yeah
All thirthy two baby
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of, yeah
cause youre my flavor of love, yeah. love.
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Do You Right
Passin' the kind buds.
Kickin' back in the sand in the sun.
To be alive is lovin'.
Where the shore meets the sea.
Man I'm hummin' I'm hummin
I'm free as I stare at the sea.
And I'm not comin' down.
The world is yours once you have found.
The good is to share.
Which is elsewhere.
[1]
The beauty of green is where light is now broken by what it touches.
Remembering what you once had told me hit home.
And hasn't it always been so.
[Chorus:]
I'm free as I stare at the sea.
And I'm not comin' down.
The world is yours once you have found.
The good is to share.
Which is elsewhere.
Like I said before I'll say it once more.
Knew you would make me feel so good.
Wanna do you right.
Can't get enough.
This is the stuff
life's about and it trips me out.
Wanna do you right.
Bright mornings
song performed by by 311 from Unity
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Feed the Need In Me
Bleeding...
Desire!
I wish to satisfy...
A smoldering tempered fire,
Inside of me.
Hungered from the pain,
Sustaining that remains,
To feed!
And wishes quick release.
That leaves me wanting...
With urges to feed,
This need in me!
And I am haunted!
With wants to be set free...
And emptied!
Feed...
The need in me!
Whenever I'm overcomed,
I'm wishing more than some.
And I am needing...
To be free,
Of a bleeding need...
To feed and breathe!
Feed...
The need in me.
I wish to satisfy...
This hunger here inside!
Feed...
The need in me.
Wanting to be free,
To explore my destiny.
Feed...
The need in me.
I wish to satisfy...
This hunger denied,
In me!
Bleeding...
Desire!
I wish to satisfy...
A smoldering tempered fire,
Inside of me.
I want and wish,
A happiness complete...
And free of bleeding need!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Way Or The Other
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Absolutely A Non-Cool Thing To Do
Projecting to reflect,
One's nonsense upon another...
Is absolutely a non-cool thing to do.
One's reputation can be ruined,
Just by the things people chose to prove...
Can be done as pursued.
There is no need to take advantage,
Of someone's hospitality.
There is no need to extend a visit,
To sit in someone's home...
Showing a disrespect.
There is no need to do as one pleases,
Because someone has stated...
'What is mine is yours.'
That is a figure of speech.
Not to be taken literally.
To invite all of your friends over...
To then announce to the host of your visit,
'I decided to have a party.
You are invited IF you'd like to come.'
Whose house is this?
It's not yours!
Projecting to reflect,
One's nonsense upon another...
Is absolutely a non-cool thing to do.
There is no need to take advantage,
Of someone's hospitality.
There is no need to extend a visit,
To sit in someone's home...
Showing a disrespect.
There is no need to do as one pleases,
Because someone has stated...
'What is mine is yours.'
That is a figure of speech.
Not to be taken literally.
And some people never get this.
Just to end good relationships.
And don't have a clue how they do it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conceit
Conceit,
And the explicit unconsciousness of it.
Is not noticed by those seeking adulation.
They are on the scene,
To ensure others are aware of their presence.
And if a bullhorn used is not effective...
Methods to gain attention by insults expressed,
Is the only way they can leave long lasting impressions.
Even though nothing else is left addressed.
Like something valued with substance to profess.
But nothing from their lips,
Probes below a shallowness to expose that kind of 'depth'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sharing
If every life learned to share
A happier world we would have
We could share our lives
And share our thoughts
Without any kind of recrimination
We could share our love
With all the strangers
That may come our way
Around the world
Making new friends wherever we go
If sharing was not just a dream
Paradise at our feet
Would unfold
There would be no more poverty
For every crust of bread, we’d share
We can only dream that one day
Many hearts will beat as one
Many minds will think alike
No more terrors will strike discord
And sharing will become the word
26 April 2007
poem by David Harris
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