Glowing Superlatives
Unloading glowing superlatives
Does not make what isn't felt or seen
Sparkle brighter
If maintenance is daily conducted
By those entrusted
To prevent it from rust
Many can choose to blow off the dust
To represent their interpretation
Of what they describe not viewed by eyes
And they are to be commended
But what isn't comprehended
By that which is defended
Is what it takes to establish and keep
Such high status mentioned to be presented
Unloading glowing superlatives
Does not make what isn't felt or seen
Sparkle brighter
If maintenance is daily conducted
By those entrusted
To prevent it from rust
When a focused attention becomes applied
With all determined to rise to such heights described
An approval of the removal of exaggerations embellished
Will then become less tolerated and more appreciated
For what it truly is in appearance for all to stand and applaud
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sparkle
Sparkle, theres gotta be a sparkle
For you to love somebody
For you to really know
Brighter than the lights in the city
Its more than being pretty
The way you are inside
Why are you cryin
Somebodys tryin
To be with you only all the time
You hide behind tears
Counting the fears
Youre so used to being alone
Sparkle, theres gotta be a sparkle
For you to love somebody
For you to really know
Sparkle, you got a certain sparkle
I know I love somebody
I gotta let it show
(instrumental break)
Nobody knows you
They cant get too close to
A girl who wont let down her disguise
You wont believe how much someone could love you
That someone is looking in your eyes
Sparkle, its gotta be a sparkle
For you to love somebody
For you to really know
Brighter than the lights of the city
Its more than being pretty
Its the way you feel inside
Sparkle
(instrumental chorus out)
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Dedication That is self Inflicted
You can not stay in one groove,
If you choose to move.
That groove that is now felt will change.
Or updat its beat.
And you will have to find a new way,
To keep the rust off your feet.
And getting that dusted rust off your butt.
And doing 'that' takes sustain motivation.
With a dedication that is self inflicted.
Whether done with a brick or bat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are not cured of alcoholism. What we have is a daily reprieve contingent on the maintenance of our spiritual condition. Every day is a day when we must carry the vision of God's will into all of our daily activities.
quote by William Griffith Wilson
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Intoxicating My Being
I was hiding from a light growing brighter and brighter
On a day when the sun rose earlier without any warning,
Intoxicating my being
You were seemingly still sleeping,
But I felt your wish growing brighter and brighter
In that moment when you turned suddenly to me
Wearisomely to kiss me, without any warning,
Until your kisses intoxicated my being.
So closed to you I felt just to hear
Your inner cry.
I saw love growing brighter and brighter
In your eyes and your heart began to beat faster without any warning.
A part of me you became
To synthesize my dreams.
I opened my crystal memories to breathe you
In forgiveness and love.
Your warm love
Was a geyser
In the middle of my glaciation.
You could satisfy my painful concatemer.
Our future was seemingly laying on the ashes of my dying loneliness.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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You Are My Need
Right now,
The storm is passing...
As it rolls over the skies above.
And right now...
The winds of change,
Are breezy and blow slow.
I want more to behold.
And I...
See your eyes,
Glowing as I've never seen before.
And I...
See your eyes,
Glow!
Right now,
The storm is passing...
As it rolls over the skies above.
And right now...
The winds of change,
Are breezy and blow slow.
I want more to behold.
And I...
See your eyes,
Glowing as I've never seen before.
And I...
See your eyes,
Glow!
Right now.
Right now...
You're brighter than the Sun.
With a shining done.
And right now,
Yes right now...
You are my need.
Right now.
And right now...
You're brighter than the Sun.
With a shining done.
And right now,
Yes right now...
You are my need.
Right now!
Oh right now,
You are my need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Unmistakable Achievements Reached
It takes much more than hype,
And bloated embellished images...
To declare one's arrival,
At heights...
Of unmistakable achievements reached.
Too many are quick to add adjectives,
To accomplishments.
As if only statements are required,
To make exaggerations believed.
The proof is in the pudding.
And the taste of it is approved,
As being great.
Beyond the comments that critics make.
With a constant testing...
That takes persistence.
With limited objections...
By those who have observed,
A repetitive endurance.
And a correction of mistakes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Half Mast Flags
What was,
Maybe the 'is' we celebrate.
But the 'now' we live,
Deserves much more attention...
Then we give it!
To decide that a time that leaves...
And greatly taken for granted,
In a quick reflected assessment.
Has less than an impact than it does.
Is a neglect.
Although in ceremonies we respect,
There is a praising of ourselves.
With impressive feelings aroused.
And conducted in a pomp...
We circumspect in a masking of opulence.
And consciously under appreciated,
Are those moments we share...
And currently breathe!
There is a disbelief...
Too commonly discussed.
With a purpose to achieve it.
Displeased about something,
That should pleasure.
But doesn't measure up,
To those high standards...
We have allowed to fall down.
Stays fixed around our daily movements.
And yet expect,
We do...
Those half mast flags to flow,
In honorable breezes that capture imaginations.
As we stand in devoted silence.
With donations of lust in our minds to deliver.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What's Inside Of It
More than your silver,
And gold.
And...
More than those diamonds,
Glowing to sparkle.
I want to know,
What's that you hold...
Inside your heart,
For me.
More than the Moon,
And the Stars.
And...
More than the Sun,
That comes when dawn begins.
This I've got to see,
That it's me you want and need...
With a wish,
I can feed...
Completely!
More than your silver,
And gold.
And...
More than those diamonds,
Glowing to sparkle.
I want to know,
What's that you hold...
Inside your heart,
For me.
And now!
What's inside of it?
And now.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Lightness Of Being...
unloading,
this is the plan
book-less is the bookworm
in school empty handed
she wants to be as light
as a spider's web
as slick and thin as
the tick's feet
sliding on one of the bristles
of the Persian carpet
unloading
she slips through the crowd
in anonymity
one grain of sand
in the shores
of the common man
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Without Prior Notification
For quite a few.
And an unsuspecting many,
It is more important to sustain,
The maintenance of an image...
Than it is to welcome the times we live.
Straining with a drain on false presentations shown,
That gets less cost effective for those who do it.
With a keeping of a preference list.
And for the rest trying to digest what is going on,
To address the speed of changes...
With a leaving behind being defensive about anything,
Seems for them to be more pragmatic and meaningful...
In days where it pays to be observant,
To one's own problematic spending habits.
Increasing with each pinch of a useless penny.
Instead of attempting to make impressions.
Decisions, decisions, decisions!
Especially the ones that do not lessen,
Outstanding payments due on any bills.
For quite a few.
And an unsuspecting many,
It is more important to sustain,
The maintenance of an image...
Than it is to welcome the times we live.
And the times we live...
Will require focused attention given.
Since these days are subject to be ammended,
Without prior notification and at any moment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth 'Is' As Oxygen Is to Life
People believe the value of truth,
Depends on interpretation.
They are absent of clues...
That truth is not a product of a whim.
It is something that sits within one's spirit.
And can be 'seen'!
Truth 'is' as oxygen is to life.
If something is tainted about it...
It doesn't have to be describe,
To know it is their existing.
It is felt.
It is known.
Like a blade of grass created.
Connecting to an accepted nature
That has embraced us.
That's how truth is!
To all who know it.
For those who don't...
Always have an excuse to hide behind!
As if steel and concrete will prevent truth
From being known!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Keep Focused
Whether I am on your list...
Or do not make an appearance at all.
Guest what?
Not a footprint on this path I have made,
Belongs to anyone else....
Who can claim a doing with little assistance.
I keep focused!
And guest what...?
You can compare me to anyone you please.
But I have never been impressed,
By your ability to stretch an imagination.
Why?
I keep focused!
And I try...
To stay focused.
And I choose not to guess how or when...
You have managed to do what you've done,
Without sweat or eyes dried,
As if a tear you have never cried.
Why?
I keep focused!
And I try...
To stay focused.
But I do believe the path you have chosen,
Has been repaved over so many times,
As to accomodate those who have found their way to go...
Much easier than the one I pioneered.
And I know it shows,
I am focused.
And I try...
To stay focused.
Yes I try...
To stay focused.
Whether I am on your list...
Or do not make an appearance at all.
Guest what?
Not a footprint on this path I have made,
Belongs to anyone else....
Who can claim a doing with little assistance.
I've updated and changed my list of preferenced wishes,
So many times...
I might have even been on the top of your list,
But...
Having a mind like this with desires to exist,
And improve what I do...
I keep focused.
With that in my mind,
That's kept...
Noticed.
With a leaving behind...
Those provoking others with their jokes!
To keep me...
Focused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The recommended daily requirement for hugs is: four per day for survival, eight per day for maintenance, and twelve per day for growth.
quote by Virginia Satir
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People talk fundamentals and superlatives and then make some changes of detail.
quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.
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A Happiness Kept Has Retired
It is sad to see those achieve a status,
That had accomplished a goal to have it unfold...
Before their eyes.
And caught by surprise,
How fast time flies.
And to stand by and wonder,
What to them does it mean...
To have spent an entire lifetime,
Assisting someone else pursue their dreams.
With a devoted talent applied...
That could have been used,
To do their own 'thing'.
But a focus was maintained...
On obtaining materialism to claim,
And the glittering of 'bling'...
Fading to a rust as a game well played,
Does a belly up or is discovered to be corrupt.
With nothing left to show for a loyalty...
But a title given,
Expressed to others once impressed.
Who today no longer address it.
Although memories and a happiness kept,
Has retired from those activities...
Without a spark left to live one can say,
Feels as if to them belongs as an emptiness felt...
Goes on.
And everyday,
More and more of these sad faces...
Have looks of dismay that have been betrayed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Some Things Will Happen
Who can prevent the fury of Nature?
Who can prevent the clouds from raining down?
Who can prevent God’s pre-destined future?
Who can prevent the artiste turning clown?
Who stops a fruit from ripening in less days?
Who stops the ripened fruit from falling down?
Who stops a seed from sprouting in one place?
Who stops the grass from being daily mown?
Some things in Nature happen so early;
Some things in Nature fail to happen right;
Some things in Nature happen finally;
Who brings the clouds that block the good Moonlight?
There is a time for death and every birth;
There is a time for everything on earth.
poem by John Celes
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In It And Not Of It
Being in it and not of it,
Can still nibble away at one's gut.
Being distant and cut off from it,
May prevent one's suffering.
But...
Those memories have a way to linger.
And emotions felt deep,
Are never too far away.
One can choose to refuse to acknowledge them.
But how far away should one stay,
Without being followed...
By what has been experienced.
Or the degrading taking place,
Of that which has been observed.
And accepted by those,
Who have chosen to dance...
Effectively around its existence.
As if to glorify the remnants,
Of its staying power to remain unchanged...
To improve upon appearances,
With an approval that appeases.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Kicking To The Curb
Although my journey...
Has seemed sometimes long,
With a prolonging of obstacles to face...
I have managed to slowly erase them with faith.
As well as a chasing away of 'expected' obstacles...
Presented to prevent what I must do each day.
I had to grow stronger and determined,
To prove for no one else but myself...
The steps that I take on the path I am on...
I am on it because I belong,
In the doing with a purpose.
And serving this purpose as it deserves.
And on a daily basis I will and can say,
I recognize my blessings.
And on a daily basis I will and can say,
I have recognized those foes...
Hoping to block my way,
From the crevices of shadows fading.
And...
On a daily basis I will and can say,
The Creator is responsible...
For removing opposition in my way that sit.
Trying to upset me with conflicts to afflict.
The Creator is responsible...
For not allowing this to persist.
And with a knowing of that,
It is with a kicking to the curb I do...
All that which attempts to delay my mission.
It is with a kicking to the curb I do...
To eliminate from me aches of all kinds,
From my mind to exist...
With an assistance only God can give.
It is with my Father's wishes,
The Creator of ALL there is 'that' is...
That has done this to mend AND fix!
And He, My Father...
Will not continue to permit,
The foolishness of nonsense...
To attack me with that kind of grip.
God has shown me I need not put up with it.
And...
With a clearing of the way for only HIS will to be done!
As it shall be...nonsense gets out of the mix.
Since The Creator alone,
Rules the Kingdom!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Red Moon
I've been left in the dust
Left behind to rust
Red moon or bust.
The light burns my eyes
Brighter in the night
Red moon's last light.
The writings on the wall
A calm before the squall
Red moon's got it all.
Red moon in the sky
What do you imply
Red spectrum flows
Through the valleys down below
poem by Serge Kapol
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