Immediately Locate the Exit
To find meaning and the concept of it,
Is as pointless as never having heard of it before.
If common sense isn't a factor...
Or if someone has to struggle to understand the term?
Or why it is important to communicate?
There is a need for someone to immediately locate the exit!
No need for an explanation.
Just know it's there to use as quickly as possible.
Vacate and forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unconscious Competition
I have been single and cautiously looking,
For someone like you to pursue...
With a love for me that is recognized,
No matter What it is I do.
And I know from the start,
That will take someone,
With a strong and dynamic heart.
Since I am not one,
Who is seeking to be beaten...
By unconscious competition.
That in my life,
Has already been done.
This will be uncovered immediately,
To be quickly dismissed.
With an elimination without explanation,
As to why I have chosen to split and exit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dig in
There is no other way.
Once that way has been,
Removed from suspense.
And in one's mind
Begins to deepen,
With a revealing
Pointless to defend!
Dig in,
And get those benefits received.
Forget about that which was taught,
And thought.
Would be so easy.
As if just to wish.
All fantasies one would quickly get.
Dig in,
And get those benefits received.
Forget about that which was taught
By those.
Live to get rich people.
Who wanted to make it look as if,
Not a finger.
Anyone had to lift!
When something is deserved,
It comes to those who do the work.
Very few people
Get from giving hands,
Clean and clear of a sign of dirt.
People deserving are those who work.
People who struggle,
Are not unaccustomed
Of facing their own troubles.
And often are the ones,
Receiving their 'good luck'
Doubled up without much of a fuss.
There is no other way.
Once that way has been,
Removed from suspense.
And in one's mind
Begins to deepen,
With a revealing
Pointless to defend!
Dig in,
And get those benefits received.
Forget about that which was taught,
And thought
Would be so easy.
As if just to wish
All fantasies one would quickly get.
Dig in.
Be the one to make what it wished,
For you begin to happen.
Dig in!
Useless are those complaints.
No one hears,
Or pretends to listen.
Dig in!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But Whole
No fraction but whole
No part no term
No denominator
No numerator
No zero
No alteration
Value more and more
And the common factor
In both upper and lower
Number non-zero
And always assured.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Definitions As An Intention To Describe
Definitions as an intention to describe,
Can be so confining to the mind.
Case in point...
Having to 'some' a meaning.
But...
To those probing their observations,
Making little sense to make sensible...
A reason to find a rhyme.
I remember when I heard the term,
'Baseball' used.
And when I went to my first game,
I was not overwhelmed with excitement.
I couldn't get the 'bat' out of my head.
'Why isn't this game called 'Batball'...
Instead of baseball? '
I kept thinking of that.
Without the bat,
There wouldn't be any baseball played.
Unlike basket...ball.
I can understand that.
Foot...ball,
Okay...
I'm sold.
Base...ball?
And all that the bases do,
Is just lay there?
Home...plate?
That's not a home...base?
And the hitting of a 'homerun'...
That's out of the field of play?
Whoever created this game,
Is a genius.
The terms used as they are applied,
Makes absolutely no sense.
I can understand,
Why it's one of the most favorite sports.
Like golf!
When a player hits that ball,
That might endanger onlookers...
A shouting of 'fore' is heard.
Fore...what?
If one is hit...
Be-fore the word is heard,
That's it.
And even after 'fore'...
What difference does it make?
The other day...
I watched a player of 'baseball' lose his bat.
It went flying into the stadium...
To hit someone in the head.
No one warned the 'victim' at all.
No one shouted...
'Watch 'that'.
It's a flying bat.'
Hmmm...
Flying bats?
At a baseball game?
Where the selling of hot...dogs,
And pea...nuts with beer...
Is a tradition.
And someone wishes to keep the writing of poetry,
To restrictions?
By whose definition?
And when does prose not become poetry?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's no question that photographs communicate more instantly and powerfully than words do, but if you want to communicate a complex concept clearly, you need words, too.
quote by Galen Rowell
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No Need For An Explanation
The one thing I enjoy,
About having my peace of mind...
Is not relying on someone,
To define it for me.
And knowing I have no need,
For an explanation.
It is what it is!
AND it is 'mine' without argument.
Nor am I afraid of it being taken away,
By anyone clueless...
Seeking to discover,
What for them...
They are unable to locate or to find.
Or claim from them it was 'lifted' and plagiarized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exit point
Searching the exit point
I remained there as before
Seeing the house-full every-time
I remained cool seeing the dog
Inside the house and doing mischief
I could not find one and locate where
They have gone and for what purpose
With the coconut I had with me
Seeing them all in this sky I
Remained again aloof with
The alphabet of life that was not mine
Searching the exit point
I called O Mayabi where are you
And you are there inside holding me
As before and here under I remained cool.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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They Don't Understand
They don't understand
No
They say we're just playing games
That it isn't real
But it's what we feel
(Oh yeah)
And they say it doesn't make sense
That we're just wasting time
And they wonder why
(Yeah)
You know we got our own special language
That only we can speak
And parents never know just what it means
(Oh no)
They don't understand
How we communicate
Or so many things
That we do and say
They don't really get what it's all about
No they never can understand
Pokemon
I can't explain
If they don't know why
You see it's everywhere
Well
song performed by by Dream Street from Dream Street
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You Are Not Going to Play With Me Today
You are so far removed from my to do list.
So distant you are,
My binoculars can not locate you.
I never thought I would feel this way.
But I am looking for a mind easier to find.
And yours?
It is never where you claim it to be,
Even when you bring it.
Playing peek-a-boo and hide and seek...
Chase-me-until-you-find-me games,
Were fine when I was a 'kid' in my 40's!
But one of us has grayed and moved on...
To seek a more muture outlook that pleases.
Don't smile and grin.
You are not that far from the fringes of this explanation.
Well...
Maybe you are.
When some of us became adults...
You decided to take another destination.
And I'm not adding that to my frustrations.
Of which you have helped to manifest.
You are so far removed from my to do list.
So distant you are,
My binoculars can not locate you.
I never thought I would feel this way.
But I am looking for a mind easier to find.
And yours?
It is never where you claim it to be,
Even when you bring it.
You are 'not' going to play with me today.
I have run out of scotch.
And my neighbors are not yet quite convinced...
My standing on the ledge of the building,
Is to get away from your voice.
They believe I have other wishes.
Even though I tell them I am fine...
You tell them I am having problems.
But you never tell them you are the main one!
They think I am the one who is 'nuts'!
However...
Five minutes with you,
Should end any clues I might drop!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Men who want to support women in our struggle for freedom and justice should understand that it is not terrifically important to us that they learn to cry; it is important to us that they stop the crimes of violence against us.
quote by Andrea Dworkin
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We are finite creatures. Our lives are small and can only scientifically consider a small part of reality. What's common for us is just a sliver of what's available. We can only see so much of the electromagnetic spectrum. We can only delve so deep into extensions of space. Common sense applies to that which we can access. But common sense is just that. Common. If total sense is what we want, we should be prepared to accept that we shouldn't call infinity weird or strange. The results we've arrived at by accepting it are valid, true within the system we use to understand, measure, predict and order the universe. Perhaps the system still needs perfecting, but at the end of day, history continues to show us that the universe isn't strange. We are.
quote by Michael Stevens
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Common Sense Is Missing
Common Sense?
If it is so common,
Why is it so rarely displayed?
People who succeed academically...
Sometimes find it hard to mix
With those who are suppose to lack
A worldly knowledge and quick wit!
Those who spend their lives in books...
May have minds of intelligence,
But few know how to cook!
Or know how to hold a conversation...
Without returning an 'all knowing' look!
With a raised eyebrow...
And a half smile crooked!
And common sense is missing.
That is realized before a word is said!
There is something about spontaneity...
Many find difficult to express from their heads!
Or able to exchange...
When brains are prepared to regurgitate,
Details obtained about 'historical' ancient remains!
And common sense...
If there's any left,
Is not expected to come from the lips
Of minds so far removed, dull and shamefully inept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Basking In the Glow
When one's life has been spent self indulged...
Do you think they have discussions,
About someone who has sacrificed their needs?
They would not understand what that meant.
Or might find it amusing that people actually suffer,
For the cause of uplifting others.
People self indulged have no clue that's what they do!
They've become too familiar with the concept of leeching.
But then again...
This is interpreted,
As an agreement others make within themselves,
To splurge those self indulged with attention.
A need that keeps them surviving.
At the cost of someone 'basking' in the glow of their aura.
Something they 'too' find unresistable!
And one that is quickly given as if to gift.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Logic?
Logic?
Only those idealistic,
Struggle with it.
And those with common sense,
Are regarded as relics.
Long replaced by the invention,
Of video games.
To 'update' the entertaining,
Of transfixed minds soon to be erased.
To one day rely entirely on computers,
Interfacing with one another.
And eventually determining all validity of thought.
To have the enjoyment of expressing ignorance,
Something done encouraged at one time to be important.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Often They Do Exit From Them Alone
Whatever is whispered about them and said.
Those intolerant of an atmosphere,
Filled with pretentions.
And exit from them quickly.
Should not,
But often they do.
Exit from them alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking To Bargain
Satisfaction came to me one day...
And it wasn't discounted or marked down.
From a price I originally could not afford.
It came to me priceless,
Fresh and packaged.
I'm glad it came to me that way.
I was looking to bargain my senses,
On something cheap...
Probably used,
And maybe borrowed.
I wasn't desperate!
I do want to make that clear.
However...
I was thisclose to it!
It was panting on my neck.
That's how close I had been.
I could almost feel the teeth marks...
Biting into my unconcerned flesh.
I was a mess.
I was reaching to treat a temporary craving,
When I was suddenly hit in the head...
By a piece of falling common sense!
I grabbed onto it quickly.
I knew what it was immediately!
I had used it once before...
And 'lost' it in a fit of rage!
Certainly something I'm not proud of,
BUT!
I know when I've been blessed,
To discover a rare find!
And I'm so proud of it...
I'm going to show it off as often as I can!
Hopefully,
No one will ask me how I got it!
I wouldn't be able to tell them where.
I'll just let them know it's mine!
And it's not up for trade!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Haematology Lesson
The question was what is Rh,
it is a bloody factor
that can destroy an unborn life
in a most painful way.
If father has the factor,
and mother is a minus
the baby may inherit
the father's blood, a plus.
The mother then detects
this foreign factor quickly
and gets her panzers ready
that's how it works my friend.
There is no other option
so learn this simple fact
the mother must be minus
the father needs a plus.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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No Rest Is Condoned
An explanation,
Taking longer...
Than it does the Sun to rise,
And set...
Should be forgotten.
Since a reason to do it...
Leads someone to regret,
Additional questions connected...
That will upset if not answered,
As expected.
It is best to leave,
A perception one gets...
Alone.
Unless no rest is condoned,
Upon entering one's home.
And someone else residing there,
Is 'issue' driven to elicit one to madness.
And an explanation is not a motivating factor,
That is wished.
But the seeing of one crazed satisfies.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elizabeth
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit
[Logic and common usage so commanding]
In thy own book that first thy name be writ,
Zeno and other sages notwithstanding;
And I have other reasons for so doing
Besides my innate love of contradiction;
Each poet - if a poet - in pursuing
The muses thro' their bowers of Truth or Fiction,
Has studied very little of his part,
Read nothing, written less - in short's a fool
Endued with neither soul, nor sense, nor art,
Being ignorant of one important rule,
Employed in even the theses of the school-
Called - I forget the heathenish Greek name
[Called anything, its meaning is the same]
"Always write first things uppermost in the heart."
poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Food might be more immediately important than history but if you don't understand what's been done to you - by your own people and the so-called ""they"" - you can never get around it.
quote by Henry Hampton
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