Needing Structure
A spackling 'now' used,
Will not disguise
The appearance of cracks.
Shouldn't a wall be erected...
Before this is applied to that?
I know the blueprint calls
For an action to take place.
But applying spackle to the bricks...
First
Seems too quick and such a waste.
And yet I understand,
When you say the patience you held
Has slipped from your hands.
But wouldn't it be wonderful...
If you and the rest,
Saw this as a team effort at its best.
And not as an individual quest in a contest?
Perhaps you will find...
That blueprint means more than a bunch of lines.
And minds working together,
Saves accusations traded.
To build upon a foundation claimed,
Needing structure and a purpose...
As well as a name to adorn the frame!
And this you say is a craft you crave?
Which part of it is understood?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Writing A Poem That You Can Understand So Easily
this is not to insult your intelligence
or your sensibility
your capacity for managing angst,
to see the wholeness
of the matter
in the eye of the needle
where the camel enters where you claim you have seen it,
this, this is it, the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river
do you not find wisdom in it, it is filled with questions to be answered:
why is the fox quick
why is it brown? why does it jump on a lazy dog? and is the dog really lazy? is this not offensive to the dogs in the royalty? and why should the river be near? and this bank of the river? is this where the dog lives? or the fox or the dog, do they relate to the word quick and lazy?
i tell you, there is wisdom in every word, no matter where you place it.
every verb serves its purpose in giving us action,
every question calls for an answer
and every period serves the purpose it is intended to be.
rest.
the purpose of an easy poem is to understand it, and so the poem is written in the most familiar language that you know and speak,
period.
i don't want to understand things really, there is no point there.
period.
some poems are not meant to be understood, they are only meant to be read.
period.
some poems are not meant to be digested, they are meant to make
us full, even only for a while.
period.
some poems are written by Someone Else, and this writer does not
even understand it.
period.
rest.......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Fighting Against Gale Enforced Winds
Oh no!
There has been an oversight.
A little loophole.
When applying the bricks,
To fortify contents inside the compound...
The blueprint we have 'just' been presented,
Indicates...
There was no cement mentioned,
To hold the bricks together.
In fact,
None had been used.
It's here in print.
How can the makers of the compound,
Skip over that?
How those bricks held together,
Is a mystery.
Therefore...
Those reported comments earlier stated,
About a fighting against gale enforced winds.
And people risking their lives,
To sandbag walls to prevent them from caving in...
Has to be re-written.
Or at least,
Retold!
And...
This is an opportunity to enhance the struggle,
Against the opposition.
And a prior status given...
To the ones declared as putting their lives on the line.
This time around,
We will announce they've been true heroes!
'How about...
A slinging of mud thrown viciously,
That disrupted into a fierce and brave retaliation? '
I love it.
Sounds good to me.
Release 'that' immediately.
Oh...
And add something about a dog.
Appearing from nowhere...
Wearing infrared goggles.
And somehow...
Managed to drag survivors to safety!
That should take the focus off of the cementless bricks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quest
If my quest was to be the best...
I could not sit,
Until I sat in 'research' quick.
Before I grabbed a walking stick...
To adorn this climbing crusade!
I want to be dressed for the part!
If my quest was to be the best.
BS and all the rest of that nonsense,
Would be left behind...
With the ignorance that it swallows.
If my quest was to be the best.
I would need to learn how to be uncomfortable...
Sometimes.
And in my discomfort I think of what's been left behind.
And I find myself in my mind feeling at home!
Glued like a magnet to the ignorance that comforts!
If my quest was to be the best...
I would find a way to excavate this 'home'
Decorated with my heart and soul within me!
And 'that' would be the best of my quest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only To Change Your Mind
If you have stated a fact to be known,
Only to change your mind each time.
About what you have 'factually' stated,
As shown.
To say to me something differently.
With accusations I'm not listening?
What do you expect me to think?
When I have accepted,
You are not dependable.
Or someone I suspect,
Expresses anything anytime that links...
To reality or any hint you've ever had one.
Loose and unbolted nuts,
Needing to be tightened...
Is not the project I've been assigned to work on!
Not according to the blueprint I possess.
And have been blessed to be given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Blueprint States
It has always been significant.
That blueprint.
It describes their events!
Time released...
And to them sent.
But alterations to it...
Was never meant.
They have been trying to find,
Ways to avoid it.
Undermining the message.
And becoming annoyed by it!
And the blueprint states...
Exactly what the stakes are.
They have their scholars shouting in their ears.
Even Earth itself...
Can not get them to hear.
And they can not conceive,
This Earth living and breathing at all!
A common sense within them,
Has been ego enthralled!
And nothing sent...
Can transcend their dementedness.
They truly believe they are descendants of the heavens.
And yet their actions represent a demonicness.
And that blueprint goes ignored...
With every detail being abhorred!
As if to wish its existence,
To simply fade and go away!
Like a 'sanity' that now betrays them.
And the 'deities' have given them that!
And it appears as though...
They are clearly too powerful.
And here to take every shred of sanity back!
It has been selfishly abused...
To feed the greed of mindless fools!
What height of arrogance is this?
To dismiss what has been to them given,
To correct their senselessness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Seeking Sought To Sit On A Rooftop
Sure,
I believe others should be heard.
With a speaking of their minds,
In expectations to be respected.
And if I had not earned the way,
To learn to do that on my own...
Knowing it had taken me,
Many years to discover that for myself...
I too would believe someone else,
Would be less deserving.
And I would 'still' be upset.
However...
I have never witnessed from my own observation,
The building of any structure on a foundation...
Erected without the skills of an architect.
And one day I awakened to realize,
The importance of those two elements...
Being connected.
And if it had not been,
For my experience with impatience...
Patience and I would not have ever met.
So I completely understand,
Anyone not comprehending that.
And...
With a seeking sought to sit on a rooftop,
Without the walls being installed yet.
I too have had wishes to climb a tree.
Until I found one that enabled me to do it.
And then I discovered,
There were taller trees too intimidating.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hopefully It Is Not Too Late
There is a malignant tumor,
Growing fast...
Right under,
Those standards we qualify...
And regard,
As valued.
And radiating it with interest,
Seems out of date.
But hopefully,
It is not too late...
To cure ourselves soon.
And quick...
Before it ruins any renovation,
Begun on a foundation claimed...
As treasured!
And needing all minds,
To assist with its restoration.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blueprint For Love
Gathering flowers
That grow in sidewalk cracks,
I romantically dream of you.
Send me flower petals
Through the mail.
I’ll place them in a pouch
And keep them close to my heart.
You have lived
With daisies and children,
Please share with me
Your blueprint for love.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Nothing I Do Saves Me Now
NOTHING I DO SAVES ME NOW
Nothing I do saves me now
I have gone to the other side-
Lost and struggling
I try to find a way back
To faith in myself.
I seem unable to do anything
In so many ways.
This poem too is part of the struggle
As if poetry, or rather the effort at poetry
Is all I have left.
Writing these lines down now
Helps me somewhat.
Perhaps I will get out of this somehow
Though I do not feel that now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Understanding is only misunderstanding
When you say
“I understand”
You simply confess
That you are only trying
To understand
And you affirm
To guard against
Misunderstanding
Though this may not be true
In a technical discussion
This is always true
When attempts are made
To evaluate issues
Pertaining to minds and emotions
Let us admit
We have not understood
Any one and
Any of the thought processes
Associated with any individual
How many of us
Have understood our parents?
How many of us
Have understood our spouses?
How many of us
Have understood our brothers
And sisters?
How many of us
Have understood our sons
And daughters?
How many of us
Have understood our customers,
Employers and employees
Bosses and sub-ordinates
More you are confident
About these understandings
More likely
You have misunderstood them
Do not ever claim
That you have
Understood others
As you now understand
That
Understanding is only
Misunderstanding
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Build
Clambering men in big bad boots
Dug up my den, dug up my roots
Treated us like plasticine town
They built us up and knocked us down
From meccano to legoland
Here they come with a brick in their hand
Men with heads filled up with sand
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Whistling men in yellow vans
They can and drew us diagrams
Showed us how it all worked it out
And wrote it down in case of doubt
Slow, slow, quick, quick, quick
Its wall to wall and brick to brick
They work so fast it makes you sick
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Its build
Down with sticks and up with bricks
In with boots and up with roots
Its in with suits and new recruits
Its build
song performed by by Housemartins
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Tears Are Not Enough
Tears for souvenirs
Tears are not enough
Tears for shields and spears
Tears are not enough
Searching for certainty
When its such an unstable world
Searching for something good
And Im looking for the real mccoy
Blueprint: that says that boy meets girl
Picture: girl meets boy
A blueprint that says that the boy meets the girl
Picture in a magazine
_ chorus:
Yes youve shown your feelings
Yes youve shown youre tough
Said things worth believing
Tears are not enough
Repeat chorus
Slam that door, slap my face
But I dont love you anymore
Dry your eyes, sink or swim
You surmise you cant win
We all make great mistakes
Blueprint: that says that boy meets girl
Picture: girl meets boy
A blueprint that says that the boy meets the girl
Picture in a magazine
_ chorus
Would I lie
Should I lie
Could I lie to you?
Excuses had their uses,
But now theyre all used up, all used up
Excuses had their uses,
But now theyre all used up, all used
_ chorus
Tears for souvenirs
Tears are not enough
Tears for shields and spears
Tears are nor enough
song performed by by Abc
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If Not For the Dark
If not for the dark
I wouldn’t be here
For not for the part
Of my heart you
Broke
I wouldn’t be able
To write
Like an angel
Master of my craft
Always improving
With out you
There’d be no dark
No art to hide there
No soul willing to find
It
No one to dispair
Without you mother
I would not be what I am
Who I was and what you
Claimed for me to be
If not for the dark
I wouldn’t be
A god given gift
If not for the dark,
I wouldn’t cry when it rained,
And I wouldn’t think of
That damned flood...
So many years ago,
If not for the dark...
I could not be vain,
I could not be at once
Maculine Eros
And Fememine Aphrodite
I could not see why
Pride will be my downfall
If not for the dark
I would be bitter to the world
Becuase of your rotting
Cervix I came forth
If not for the dark
poem by Alyce Crowley
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We are all born with a unique genetic blueprint, which lays out the basic characteristics of our personality as well as our physical health and appearance... And yet, we all know that life experiences do change us.
quote by Joan D. Vinge
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It's All Understood
Everyone laughed at her joke
As if they'd never even heard it before
And maybe they were truly amused
But every word that she spoke was a bore
And maybe it's because they had seen
The previews on the TV screen
Well this part is good and that's well understood
So you should laugh if you know what I mean
But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
Everyone knows what went down
Because the news was spread all over town
And fact is only what you believe
And fact and fiction work as a team
It's almost always fiction in the end
That content begins to bend
When context is never the same
And it's all relative
Even if we don't understand
And it's all understood
Especially when we don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
I was reading a book
Or maybe it was a magazine
Suggestions on where to place faith
Suggestions on what to believe
But I read somewhere
That you've got to beware
You can't believe anything you read
But the good Book is good
And it's all understood
So don't even question
If you know what I mean
But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
And it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
But there you go once again
You missed the point and then you point
Your fingers at me
And say that I said not to believe
I believe
I guess
I guess it's all relative
song performed by by Jack Johnson from Brushfire Fairytales
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Guys do not have a genetic blueprint that allows them to understand or love sports.
quote by Lesley Visser
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Making Me Wait To Rekindle
I do not envy a second of your patience.
I could not sit to wait,
As if my own needs...
Can only be satisfied,
If a bit of tolerance was applied.
I do not envy a second of your patience.
As if a puppy held by an invisible leash.
Intoxicated with a craving for an appearance,
To share that familiarity again.
I do not envy a second of your patience.
But I do...
Wish I could have someone,
To pretend I am bitter with...
For making me wait,
To rekindle a romantic encounter.
Those times are missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Muscle Has a Purpose
Long before you decided,
To gather the nerve to taste...
I had been in preparation.
Long before you knew this brew I cooked,
Existed!
The seeds of my ingredients were being nurtured,
To implant in minds...
Needing a boost with a quick lift.
And as you observe this,
For structure to compare...
My skills and talents.
To categorize,
And place them somewhere.
To eventually declare what I prepare,
To be free of content!
Let me say this,
If you didn't get it...
If the aroma doesn't capture your interest...
You will never comprehend the intent.
Every muscle has a purpose!
Every jesture is connected to meaning!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effort
It takes initiative.
Sometimes unrelenting...
To accomplish a task,
From the beginning to end.
And there are times,
What one has chosen to do...
May be too much loved,
To ever give up to walk away.
With motivation, purpose and direction,
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion...
May require dedication for the rest of one's life.
Depending on how deeply one is determined and affected.
No matter how easy or hard it may look,
From the outside looking in.
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion.
With that set in motion,
Few people could careless how they are perceived.
Knowing blood, sweat and many tears,
May never be subjected to leave.
Oh yes...
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And with that set in motion,
In the heart of one devoted...
Few doing this could careless,
How they are perceived by the rest.
It takes an effort that will be tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost And Found
You know the question, find the answer
Stirring deep within your mind
Don't Have to Promise, You have a reason
For what it is you need to find
I was searching, until I found it
And I saw it in you
It seems so real, but I can feel me
Getting closer to you
If clocks could stop, time wouldn't waste
And I could tell you once more
That we are running, without eachother
There's not much to live for
I tried to find, the side you hide,
The side that pushes me away,
You're standing close so, I can tell you
That I wish you would stay
I wouldn't know myself
I'm lost without you here
If you could see my side
I will wait for you, no matter what you do
Cause you're a part of me now
We will see this through
Go on to something new
We were lost but now we're found
As days go by, you're fading faster
Looking for something new
It's hard to notice, you're looking past me
When I'm right within your view
I wouldn't know myself
I'm lost without you here
If you could see my side
I will wait for you, no matter what you do
Cause you're a part of me now
We will see this through
Go on to something new
We were lost but now we're found
It's been a bumpy road
I'll try to carry your load
I'll try to understand
Your fate is in your hands
If you could see my side
I wouldn't know myself
I'm lost without you here
If you could see my side
I will wait for you no matter what you do
Cause you're a part of me now
We will see this through
Go on to something new
We were lost but now we're found
We were lost and now we're found
song performed by by 1208
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