Many Disrespecting Students
What lesson did you teach?
That kept concealed your weaknesses.
A student of 'life'?
This you are not!
Not if you preceive,
There is benefit to imposed limitations!
Maybe this is your goal and purpose?
Who knows?
But this experience called life,
You attempt to start to control.
Is not of your creation!
I know this is devastating news.
It's true.
It is not!
Although you believe,
You've been given the power to begin...
And stop the tick tocking of a clock!
The realms and dimensions,
Upon which we exist.
Are too magnificent for you to fathom.
From your limited insights...
You wish,
The Universe upon your shoulders sit.
As others are 'alllowed' by you to visit.
But it doesn't!
Nor will it ever.
Further come to burden your load.
Since upon us all,
There is a higher consciousness.
And 'you' fortunately...
Have nothing to do with it!
But learn.
Like the many disrespecting students.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Classroom
you walk on by the classroom
day to day
but never think about
what’s in it
I know, I didn’t
not because you don’t care
cause it never entered your mined
you might wonder when you see the students
you might know that
they have to go to a “special”
classroom of there own
you might even know what’s
in the classroom
you don’t know what they
do in the classroom
the academics
the physical therapy
the carts and crafts
the culinary arts
most of all the life skills
sounds a lot like most of you classes
right
cause it is
so why not just stop on by
say hello to
the staff
the students
talk to one of the students for a while
they will teach you something
you’ll never learn anywhere else
the classroom will always be there
with students and staff
that will talk to you
watch them watch the students
you’ll learn a lot about life
let the classroom teach you something
let you teach the classroom,
that being “normal” is not
so different
teach that
please teach that
to the
classroom
for it will always be
just
a classroom with
students
staff
and a few students
who stopped on by
and
said hello
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Tick-Tock
Tick-tocking in my ear
My dollar clock I hear.
'Arise,' it seems to say:
'Behold another day
To grasp the golden key
Of Opportunity;
To turn the magic lock--
Tick-tock!
'Another day to gain
Some goal you sought in vain;
to sing a sweeter song,
Perchance to right a wrong;
To win a height unscaled
Where yesterday you failed;
To brave a battle shock--
Tick-tock!'
You measure out my breath,
Each beat one nearer death . . .
O God, grant unto me
A few more years to be,
That somehow I may prove
My loyalty and love:
Wind up this worn-out clock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock!
poem by Robert William Service
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In Realms Beyond Our Limited and Limping Vision
I am the Sun, the Moon and Stars.
Within my heart is reflected this wonderment.
My presence represents,
The physical image of The Creator.
From the living Earth,
Our journeys begin...
And visually from the material it ends.
To leave those foolishly protecting with defenses!
And setting up fences to guard and rule,
Without a bit of common sense.
To inflict cruel and unusual punishments.
But the Soul lives on,
In realms beyond our limited and limping vision.
This magnificence given,
We have come to call life!
Is fed a comprehension...
To deny and accept,
There are no other dimensions.
And from the center of the universe...
Some believe they've been blessed,
To control with special effects.
Yet...
We all exist,
In preparation for an intervention!
That will come to test and manifest,
Without unrest.
No one can protest the obvious!
Corrected in time this will come to pass.
As all consciousness is raised...
To believe what has been overlooked and trashed.
By those who are 'faithfully' entrapped.
To ensure others are kept held back.
And left uninformed about 'truth' and 'reality'.
But this is not to be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Automation
Tick tock, tick tock,
computer's clock,
steal lady of the night.
She sits alone while birdies flock
to bid her a goodnight.
Tick tock, tick tock,
computer's clock,
the world's automated
and the lady in a metal cloak
will live alone, unaided.
Tick tock, tick tock,
computer's clock,
her hard drive stirs again
and while I type this poem,
so dies my mighty pen.
Tick tock, tick tock,
computer's clock,
so true, so true the fear
that life as we once knew it
has slowly disappeared.
Tick tock, tick tock,
computer's clock
we victims of our time.
The last bird flies above us
while all of nature dies.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Lived In a Way That I Like
I am tired of providing someone else,
Entertainment.
Or become the subject of someone else's convenience.
There are those who react as if appalled...
If the hands on a clock does not stop for them!
And I am not loaning any tick tocking done in my behalf,
To anyone to prove a thing.
I've played both roles in a yesterday that has gone.
You know...
The Master of Ceremony with touches of comedy,
For someone momentarily bent out of shape.
And even though some may fine my lack of interest,
Offensive.
I've learned to walk away from that kind of mind play.
This is 'my' life!
And it will be lived in a way that I like!
Or...
Moved in a direction made without hesitation.
I am not loaning any tick tocking done in my behalf,
To anyone to prove a thing.
When lessons are learned it is best to use them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The best math lesson we can teach college students this year is to subtract a tuition increase and benefit from the dividends of higher education.
Student Life
Too foggy to see
I hope the breeze
Enough for them
To make it run
As it has the power
To become the fighter
If it doesn't do like that
Its life will be meaningless.
Too difficult to work out
So I need some to figure out
Since he has the power
To have the answer
If he doesn't do like that
His life will be meaningless.
No time to waste anymore
There are many things to learn those
We have the power
To study whatever
If we don't do like that
Our life will be meaningless.
When we can't learn anymore
Our value is zero.
So I will never end my student life
Is my idea right?
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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Back Into The Universe
This is your God repeat
As we wander back into the universe
We render ourselves into a higher plane
Believing we will never wonder why again
He surely must be laughing mr universe
Seeing us slowly head towards our goal
Only the joke is we dont know what it is at all
Yet our gods teach us divinity
And we go on searching for you and me
As for the universe
This is your god
The orders truly random in the universe
And where will we be in a thousand years
Soothingly searching to allay our fears
Well now weve wandered backwards to eternity
Were changing the concept of belief in time
Re arranging the clock that dictates our minds
Yet our gods teach us divinity
And we go on searching for you and me
As for the universe
This is your god
As for the universe
This is your god
This is your god
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I Beat You Because I Love...
Every day after school
Mom! Let's race home...
The lil boy would say to his mom
Mom would say ok...
Mom would run as fast as she could
To beat the lil boy home…
He'd cry …mom! ! ! !
You left me…you didn't let me win
You never let me win!
You're a mean mommy
She'd only respond with
If I let you win, you would never learn the lesson
What lesson mom?
She'd smile and walk away
Come on baby, its lunch time…
Few years down the road
The lil boy is now a teenager…
Mom! Let's play chess…
Mom would say OK
She beat him so bad
That he got mad and knocked the board over
MOM! You could have at least let me get close to winning
You're a mean Mother!
Nope! Then you would never learn
Learn what MOM?
Come on son, it's time for dinner
The teenager is now college graduate
Comes home to visit Mom
Mom, I got news…
I was offered a job
At one of the most prestigious law firms in America
They took the top five students
I was #1
Are you surprised Mom?
Mom: Not at all Son.
Mom, I got the lesson. Nothing in life will be given to me
I have to work hard and fight for everything I want and have. And you letting me
Win would have weakened me. So you always competed with me like you were the world
And you were teaching me how to survive in it...
Touché` mom Touché`
poem by Sandra Pitchford
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Plants Dream
If everything has a consciousness and a soul,
than plants dream wouldn’t you know.
But of course they have no eyes,
but in other systems they use other means to realize.
Of course you believe that your dog does dream,
because he has a brain and moves with muscles so lean.
What is this other state of consciousness that we talk of?
The dream world that we visit in another dimensions?
Now if we are all a part of the matrix,
then we can visit anyone that does exist.
But of course we use symbolism to understand,
so we wouldn’t really recognize anyone from another land.
So if it’s true about the plants,
we don’t need a body to dream of or even chant?
Well, I think my gecko friend does dream,
he heard me telepathically so he has a wave of consciousness stream.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I Believe In the Power
I believe in the power of you.
As the rain falls upon us and
everyone else scatters.
I believe in the power of you.
As I look into the shadowy pools
of your mysterious eyes.
I believe in the power of you.
As I fall into your arms always
trusting you to catch me.
I believe in the power of you.
As you listen while I pour my
heart and I cry my eyes out to you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit and listen to your
words, your wisdom filtering your deep voice.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay in your warm embrace
feeling protected and cherished.
I believe in the power of you.
As you turn away and walk out
the door, promising to come back.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit waiting patiently
for some sign of you to return.
I believe in the power of you.
As even now I doubt all my
faith in the one person I truly love.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit here crying and swearing
wishing you could hear me.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to lose passion for
everything I loved when I was with you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay dying in bed suffering
from a broken heart.
I believe in the power of you.
As I close my eyes and an
image of you forms in my mind.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to feel a rage that
is red hot and will not go away.
I believe in the power of myself.
As i see your true image; a true
image of who you are inside.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to build my life up and
start doing the things I enjoy.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I understand the things that
were so illusive to me before.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I take back your control over
me and start living my life.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I no longer believe in the
power of you.
I believe in the power of myself.
As you and your power
no longer affects me.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to love the one true
person I've forgotten in all of this
Me.
poem by Cleo A. Fletcher
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Real Life Lesson
REAL LIFE LESSON -
Edward Iacona
To be a student in your class
was certainly considered a coup
All the kids sure wanted you
and maybe a few mommies too.
Beyond the Three R's you traveled,
your lessons laced with mirth.
You taught of wolves and wildlife
and conservation of the Earth
Your teaching rings with wisdom
of heroes and brotherhood
Of standing up for justice
as future adults they should
Your classroom philosophy
was easy to explain.
An ongoing lesson that
your students should retain
That in living a good life
one should never abstain
from always striving for kindness
and for always being humane.
When dark times came to your life
We listened to all your lows
We took you in like family
We comforted your woes.
Then dark times came to our life
faced with separation and divorce
I called to you my 'brother'
My thinking was, of course.
I asked that you would mediate
a union that should not be dissolved
Your answer to my tearful plea;
'Sorry, can't get involved.'
One thinks of all the hearts and minds
That you touch and reach
Maybe you should learn from yourself
and practice what you teach.
poem by Edward Iacona
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With The Hands On It Moving Backward
Opportunities may have already slipped,
Through your hands.
Bemoaning that with a new outlook on life,
Is not going to restore what has transpired.
Move forward.
Why stay reminiscing something never to change?
Some folks like to say it is never too late.
So they can continue to procrastinate.
However,
Find ANY clock tick tocking...
With the hands on it moving backward.
Once you have located one,
Then you have won every argument...
About wasting time and its benefits.
Until then,
I recommend you start appreciating your life for what it is.
Not what it could be 'if-the-onlys' you dream of could be in place.
It is highly suggested that today you start doing that.
Living your life!
Without first seeking to locate reliable crutches for support.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Tick With A Tocking All Of Our Clocks
Not too often,
But I do become quite amused...
By those who read my work,
And immediately have their perceptions of me.
Who I am and the life lived I pursue.
I am a writer and 'sometimes' I infuse,
My experiences lived.
But I am not an isolationist...
Observing life within limitations.
I have the ability to empathize,
With others unknown but do see.
I also listen to others as well...
With a focused attention.
Without that focus being centered on me.
I am not a self obsessor.
I am also a creature of curiosity.
An adventurer scouting out life,
And what life offers me.
And with a pad and pen with imagination too?
Well...
The environment is a canvas I observe.
To describe what is there existing.
Although there are times when people refuse,
To see themselves the way I do.
And believe it or not,
What is revealed to us all...
Has the capability to tick with a tocking,
All of our clocks.
With refusals to believe.
And denials to be heard to go on none stop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is a Lesson
Life is a lesson.
Don't be afraid to live it!
Take what it gives...
And return to it a thankfulness.
Life is a lesson.
We all have tests to pass.
Some attempt to refuse their tasks.
And fall to to become indignant and crass.
Life is a lesson.
Learn your lessons well.
Some will choose a path to heaven!
Others will curse themselves...
Preferring to address their stressing hell!
Life is a lesson!
Do what is received as given...
And perceive with that,
You are doing you're best!
At least...
You are doing what you can and well!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secret of Life
You & me, we all have our own destination,
Everything is up to our life experiences and conception.
We shouldn't blame parents, genes or the other guy on the road,
Whatever happens to us, we attracted our own load.
Consciously or not, it is not the question,
Everything is a lesson to teach us for our direction.
If we want to have perfect health, good life and true happiness,
We have to understand nature's law to do only kindness.
First we have to learn to think accordingly,
Trust the power within to guide where we have to be.
Then, have courage to call everything 'good', no matter what it is,
This way the lesson will be clear, & in time we'll understand the prognosis.
If we oppose, it will be forced on us heavily,
If we go along without a grudge, it soon disappears completely.
In the meantime we must learn a lot about everything,
That we wouldn't be fooled with worldly messages or do not nothing.
We were made of body & spirit, we are two sided,
Meditation & prayer should go hand in hand, doing everything wholehearted
Perfect health doesn't come from eating every delicious thing,
Nor resting too much, have a boring life, or even live like a king.
Perfect health comes from a healthy mind,
Eat the best nutrition, move enough & do not stay in stress or bind.
With perfect faith in only goodness, that you'll always have enough,
Live simple, do not be a prodigal child & your life will not be tough.
If you loose the ego, which can make you a martyr,
Or became a dictator to try to force others for your will,
Giving true thanks for everything & every person in your life,
True happiness will never leave you, you'll never be in strife.
Life or malediction is up to your decision,
Complete faith in goodness or just the opposition.
Ask & you shall receive, but do not pray in vain,
Believe after the first request, that what ever comes
Will be the best solution in ordain.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Bewildered By The Process of Progress
I will perceive a dangling done,
As a preview of a coming lesson.
And comprehension for this session,
Is a prerequisite.
Pretentions and anything less than common sense...
Will not reveal the purpose,
As to why something appearing out of reach...
Attracts most and gets immediate attention.
I will perceive a dangling done,
As a preview of a coming lesson.
And I will learn what that lesson is,
Without concern of the consequences.
Something will be exchange to my benefit.
Whether I limp in pain or walk away entertained...
I am going to gain an experience.
And a life lived can not be done without them!
You know...
Those experiences,
We more often get as we grow...
To eventually sit us down acknowledging,
Just how blessed we are!
And in appreciation of what has been accomplished,
As some reminisce bewildered by the process of progress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life's lesson!
Life's lesson, always changing not the same,
Sometimes hard, Sometimes easy,
Sometimes confusing, Sometimes daunting,
Theories of life's lessons,
Lighthouse in the sea shore,
It is always flicking and hiding,
Why do we learn through our own experience?
After many hours and years of research,
Theories are derived and approved.
Though it is wrong or right,
Why are we interested in learning,
Though our own experience?
The fire is hot; still want to touch it,
The volcanoes spewing, still want to dive into it,
Though the Arrival of tsunami is visible,
Not run opposite, but run towards it,
Why do we like to learn the life's lesson,
Through our own bad experience?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Suffocating
The clock...
With loud sounds
Of tick tocking
On shoulders burdened
And all exits closed!
Find barred windows
Once unseen
Trapped within cages
They never dreamed
Locked them
Without fresh air
Even resources the have
Can no longer buy!
So they are there...
Suffocating from a choice,
And time they chose to die!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Highway of life
From the moment you are born you are totally unaware
That you are driving on a highway of life, nobody knows where
On a highway of life there is no sign
To show who's responsible for its design
There are only two rules, that I enforce
You cannot stop, you cannot drive in reverse
Drinking and driving make your speed to increase
On the highway of life there is no police
Driving fast is fun and all
You shall never be late to your own funeral
I may have to correct what I said before
You are not a driver and therefore
As a passenger you have even less control
Less desire and insensitive to achieve my goal
To achieve first goal is to become aware
That the highway of life is a road to nowhere
A question like this would often arise
If I achieved the goal, where is my prize?
The goals are fuzzy, the end's not in sight
For as long as you can just enjoy the ride!
The next step is even more crazy
You have to rip the cord and make an exit
If you did well your homework
Accept my congratulations, I will stop the clock
You can go back, you can have some rest
Time no longer exist… You have passed the test!
poem by Slava Olchevski
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