Not Listening Effectively
Clarification!
I did not accuse you,
Of not listening.
Effectively.
However,
I do question...
You inability to use your ears,
For the purposes of hearing.
You may find that a doing so,
Will open your mind...
To comprehend with an understanding,
That to you which has been said.
But that would take,
A closing of your mouth.
To allow what has been spoken,
A giving of an opportunity to be heard first.
And IF that something said,
You already know?
There is nothing like the proving of it.
With action and not the servicing of lip.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Listening Effectively
I got it...
The first time.
I got it...
The second time.
But it was after the third time,
Of understanding clearly...
What was said the first time,
I stopped listening...
To allow you to ramble on.
Hoping in the midst of you doing it...
Something in your mind would comprehend,
I am also participating in the conversation.
And doing the best I can,
To do that effectively.
'Oh...
So,
Why didn't you interrupt me...
To say that you understood? '
I tried.
But listening effectively,
Is not one of your attributes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Men & Women
I cant see how I can
Turn around what has been done
I was just like a child
With my eyes wide open
History and any cause
And my eyes are still open
But my mouth my mouth is shut
Im closing off the lies
Making my own mind up
When I can I will
How many dirty little secrets
Were kept behind my back
Men and women
Men and women
Men and women
Giving each other the sham
Hungry at any cost
Now my eyes are still open
But my mouth my mouth is shut
Im closing out the lies and promises
Men and women
Men and women
Men and women
Giving me the sham
song performed by by INXS
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Men And Women
I can't see how I can
Turn around what has been done
I was just like a child
With my eyes wide open
History and any cause
And my eyes are still open
But my mouth my mouth is shut
I'm closing off the lies
Making my own mind up
When I can I will
How many dirty little secrets
Were kept behind my back
Men and women
Men and women
Men and women
Giving each other the sham
Hungry at any cost
Now my eyes are still open
But my mouth my mouth is shut
I'm closing out the lies and promises
Men and women
Men and women
Men and women
Giving me the sham
@ALBUM: _Full Moon Dirty Hearts_ 1993
song performed by by INXS
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Lazy Enlightenment
now my soul speaks
now it is spoken before
it has spoken
before it has attempted
to speak
to my body to my mouth
seeing itself
in itself seeing
the beauty of the mirror
mirroring itself
upon itself
it is there
there is no question
there is no answer either
it is there
we have not seen it
we feel it
it is there listening
to us listening
to those awakened
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm Tired Of Giving It
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
It seems.
Time and understanding,
With an empathy that feeds...
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
A listening ear,
To comprehend my feelings.
Maybe I shouldn't even be near...
To have a dumping of a pity appear.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
Tired of giving it,
Empathy...
No one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where Have I Been?
'Where have you been? '
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
Reflecting.
Dissecting.
And self examining.
With the doing of those things,
That will bring an understanding.
Knowledge obtained,
Needs the support from others...
For more of it to be gained.
And I embrace those,
Who have come face to face with change.
Those who comprehend,
Nothing accepted today will remain the same.
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
And 'that' which isn't doing it...
I have to let it go!
Without debate or loss of patience.
I am reaching for a seeking of clarity.
I've sought Sun.
I am not one comfortable in hiding...
When those cloudy days come,
To delight in disguise.
My vision needs to be freed of fog or smog.
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
And preparing for all kinds of weather.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Best To Be Prepared
Just because a mouth is constantly open...
Doesn't mean expectations should be raised,
That anything worthwhile comes out of it.
Would you trust one known to gossip...
With a secret,
You wished not have publicly exist?
Think about it!
Would you rely on someone,
Who has never committed to anything done?
But sit,
To give unsolicited opinions...
As if,
They have knowledge or wisdom you had not witnessed.
When someone like this gives you advice...
Don't be disrespectful by not listening.
Since you never know what is being said...
Will make you think about it more than twice.
Remember...
If you can tolerate BS?
Anything is possible.
Even a confession of ignorance.
I've done it!
And it is refreshing to become 'humblized'!
A process called 'growth' begins.
Just because a mouth is constantly open...
Doesn't mean expectations should be raised,
That anything worthwhile comes out of it.
But then again...
Never lower 'your' expectations,
That something coming out of a mouth like this...
Has not been visited by a thought process.
Connecting one day to make sense!
And you were blessed to have been made a gift of it!
The eyes and ears take over,
When the mouth is closed.
With observation and listening enhanced.
It is best to be prepared...
Anytime, any place, from anyone and anywhere!
Even birds don't fly seeking just a tree to land on.
Nor does wisdom exclusively come from those considered wise!
And 'that' took me a long time to realize,
My depth of comprehension...
Kept adding unto my understanding.
And at times my patience and tolerance I question.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because of You
I find I am missing you.
And revisiting your point of view.
With an understanding,
I wish I knew then!
I find I am listening more.
And hearing to comprehend,
With a patience...
I did not have before.
I grew because of you!
I find my time has purpose now.
And I can admit,
I had wasted most of it.
To mope and sit in utter selfishness.
And I grew because of you!
I grew because of you.
In ways I never knew I could before.
And...
So happy I am we met.
So happy I am I can reflect...
Knowing what you have left behind,
Stays with me and sits in my mind.
To encourage this life I live,
Is to do so...
With forgiveness,
And love to give.
Released unconditionally.
This is what you left for me to know!
And I grow,
Because of you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Patient Heat For the Making
When love from these lips have spoken to ears heard,
It is not there for a temporary visit...
For purposes to witness a stirring that occurs!
And when it is whispered,
There is a roaring thunder of it...
Kept in waiting to project.
But I desire it to be felt,
With a passion one accepts.
Knowing what is in my heart,
Leaves one anticipating...
To share the depth of it next.
So much of it I can reflect!
When love from these lips have spoken to ears heard,
It is not there for a temporary visit.
Arriving as it does...
With a wish the listener hears it,
And wants all of what it is to stay!
More of this awaits,
In patient heat for the making.
Hoping that a taking of it...
Will not be delayed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Aspect Of It!
Just because you do not see me driving,
Do not assume I am not licensed to drive.
Or that I do not 'think'...
Because I do not look the part.
You don't see half the things I do and have done.
Nor are you on my agenda.
And folks who focus their sights on others...
Are the first who find these times we live,
Difficult to adjust.
Even though they feel they 'must'...
Demand understanding,
Without participating in the development of it.
You know the kind...?
The ears closed, mouth open types!
With claims they don't know what is going on!
And rush they do to prevent,
The circumstances of truth.
Coming to bombard and overwhelm.
With the consequences of their ignorance.
You know the kind...?
The ears closed, mouth open types!
Yet conflict they are quick to define...
Instead of using their minds to take time,
Comprehending remedies.
To set aside a strategy...
To stop the havoc that has begun,
Happening in their own lives.
You know the kind...?
The ears closed, mouth open types!
And this kind of mindset today,
Is reflected on a massive scale.
People into minding the business of others...
Have found their business in shambles.
Every aspect of it!
With shock and disbelief,
As a return for their 'investment'!
You know the kind...?
The ears closed, mouth open types!
The ones who rush to cover their butts,
With implusive mindless decisions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Given The Attention
Many regard the hearing of truth,
As offensive.
And those who tell it...
To be evil.
And in some environments,
Those who can not handle the speaking of it...
Are afflicted with all kinds of ailments.
Their minds will not accept the truth.
And institutions to assist them,
'Heal'...
From an assortment of psychological perceptions,
Grow!
And those seeking to campaign against truth,
Often annoy others...
With every complaint imagine.
From not being understood...
To finding someone or 'something' in their neighborhood,
Not meeting the expectations.
AND...
If given the attention,
It is clear they are amongst those living in denial!
AND...
If given the attention,
Mouths are open...
With ears closed and nothing is heard,
Giving anything heard a time to listen!
Unless,
Of course...
The 'word' is spoken in church,
For them to misinterpret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Purposes To Entertain The Perfect Existence
Assigned to teach,
Anyone unwilling to listen...
Or sit quietly wanting to learn,
Seems always to be an opportunity...
To question the abilities of the teacher,
With a finding of fault and a blaming to accuse.
And not one admission of being irresponsible,
From those too deluded to accept their own confusion.
'I did not raise my child to be boisterous.
And being disrespectful to others?
I just do not allow.
IF we had more certified and qualified teachers,
These problems of 'ours' would be solved.
With increased discipline to learn to 'see' this exist.'
~AND...
You have just won two tickets to 'Fantasyland'.~
Leaving those in leadership positions,
To know there are people with limitations on their minds...
Will eventually find crimes to commit.
And at the taxpayers' expense, safety is advocated.
So they campaign to build 'more' rehabilitation centers,
For purposes to entertain the perfect existence!
Giving those confined time to occupy their minds,
To be released with increased knowledge of God!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Action Should Strengthen Your Vision!
Now I'm getting your attention.
As if you are allowing your ears to listen.
Your eyes to uncloud from their haze.
With your mouth shocked shut.
And I'm to do 'something' with this focus?
Was it ever mentioned,
Your attention was not on my agenda?
In brief encounters I wanted to extend my hand.
And in doing so you became offended.
In brief encounters I wanted to take a stand,
Against all that I thought...
You too prioritized in your life.
I did not approach you to assist,
In the conflicts you fight.
Igniting them for purposes to mask your insecurities.
I am of peace!
Not about that nonsense you daily release.
As frequently as your choice to use cuss words.
To cuss yourself and others,
With a desire to be overheard!
NOW I'm getting your attention.
As if you are allowing your ears to listen.
Your eyes to uncloud from their haze.
Your mouth shut.
And I'm to do 'something' with this focus?
What do you expect?
A magic wand followed by 'Hocus Pocus? '
A begging on my knees pleading a forgiveness?
While you and the others,
Use that as another joke to provoke?
Look...
Let me help you understand something here!
I'm not seeking to sacrifice my time to charities.
Those donations have been exhausted.
Nor do I intend to give away anything I have,
I myself desperately need.
What I offered to you was a quality of life,
I had to recognize to appreciate the giving of it away.
Something basic to share I hoped would stay with you.
I came to you to extend,
An open-ness that was not judgemental.
Sincere in the giving.
Something you could have shared with someone...
And I would be on my way!
But you decided to turn that into betrayal.
And today you perceive it okay,
That I should welcome your decay?
Now I'm getting your attention.
As if you are allowing your ears to listen.
Your eyes to uncloud from their haze.
With your mouth shocked shut.
And I'm to do 'something' with your focus?
Oh...
And I am too!
Watch me as I distance myself from you.
AND maintain your focus.
This action should strengthen your vision!
If not...
Click your heels three times for clarity.
And...
Do not believe I am embittered.
Or 'sweet'.
I've been mistaken for both too often.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing New
There is nothing new
Put in front of you
Nothing you dont understand
Dont try to rationalize
No one hears your lies
Only you can comprehend
You dont want to see
You dont want to hear
You dont want to feel at all
Tell me that youve tries
Mind is open wide
But youre not listening at all
Please dont question me I dont have the time
If theres a problem that its easier to set aside
There is nothing that will make you want to change your mind
You cant take it
You cant make it
You cant make it so why try?
There is nothing new put in front of you
Tell me that youve tried to
Tell me that your mind is open
Please dont question me I dont have the time
If theres a problem that its easier to set aside
There is nothing that will make you want to change your mind
You cant take it
You cant make it
You cant make it so why try?
song performed by by Face To Face
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Enjoy Your Day
You approached me to ask a question.
And taking my time to listen...
With a response I had hoped,
You would comprehend.
Not only did you not do that.
But you edited my answer...
To 'insert' what you thought,
For you did not offend.
Now you accuse me of not being direct.
You say my answer,
For you is not effective.
You inject words connected to my response,
To something you rather accept.
And I hear your attempts,
To try to comvince others...
What it is I really meant!
'Why are you leaving? '
You asked me a question.
I answered it.
Now I take my exit.
To that do you also object?
'But I think your response,
Should be open to debate.'
First of all...
You approached me.
And the time given...
I did not hesitate.
You wanted to hear something you formulate.
Something in your mind you hoped I would find.
And I'm not wasting any more of my time...
To play a game of ping pong,
With someone who has yet to learn...
The reason or the effective use of the paddle.
And besides,
If I did decide to play...
It would be with someone,
Who had something meaningful to say.
And all you wish to do is to occupy space,
In the hopes someone will come forward...
To assist you in the use of it!
'Don't you think your point of view is a bit arrogant? '
That depends!
Is that your second question?
Or should I be seeking your permission to leave?
And neither question,
Do I seek from you an answer.
But I will give you the benefit...
To decide for yourself,
Which one eventually applies!
How is that?
Enjoy your day.
'You will not be asked back here again! '
Was I not already here when you entered?
Again...
Enjoy your day!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If you want to play something that you hear, you need to listen with your mind's eye. You've heard of the mind's eye, right? Your mind has an ear too. It's a kind of listening, but it's not using your ears to listen. It's listening with your inner ear, and that's what you want to translate onto the guitar.
quote by Steve Vai
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Listening
Listening.
And being there for someone loved...
To do just that!
With a mind willing,
To be receptive and clear...
Of opinions sitting,
On the tip of one's tongue.
With a giving of attention,
And staying mum.
Listening to someone.
Listening is not easily done.
For those who have experienced...
A life in which peace of mind has come.
When a listening ear,
Had not been volunteered by no one.
And some who know this...
Do their best to sit with patience.
Listening with no other reason...
But to be there as is wished.
For someone who has selected you,
Just for this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tales of Those Now Listening
Folks now gone.
With advice given ignored but shared...
Surfacing upon once deaf ears,
Suddenly heard...
As if from no where!
Those maturing with a wisdom,
Brought upon by age and reflecting...
Leave some to ask,
'Mama 'why' did I not listen then?
Daddy, we had our differences...
But what you tried to express,
I confess...
Seemed so old fashion and useless.
And when the two of you restricted me,
From doing things that would bring harm...
I thought my world would end.'
And the tales of those now listening...
Are as old although they remain ever so fresh.
And the listening somehow is heard,
Clearer now than it has ever been.
Some are spoken to their hard headed children.
With a hope 'something' learned,
Will sink into their thick and disrespecting skins.
But these tales of those now listening,
And delivered...
Seem to breathe new life,
As each generation applies an innovative affliction.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Snorkling At Crocodile Island
you jump into the sea
with a wish
to sea the world of the fish
blue and green
and some bubbles
and slimy and slim
and slippery
to hold
you open your eyes
to the world of seaweeds
and sea urchins
you find something different now
the world where you do not utter a word
to describe
if something is beautiful
you find something's shut
up
your ears and nose and mouth
you open your eyes
to the possibility that in the world so beautiful
as inside the sea
you need not have a nose
a mouth, two ears
because beauty need not be said
they can only be
seen
and contemplated upon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Faster & Faster To Nowhere
Spoken:
Somebody tell me how to get outta here
Tell me how to get out
Oh Im running faster, faster and faster to nowhere
cause the citys closing tighter and tighter around me
Its a nightmare, daymare, its a badmare
No matter which way-mare
So keep running faster, faster faster and faster to nowhere
Spoken:
Unlock it here
You put me in here you did that
Somebody help me get outta here
I need you please, oh
People pushing, shoving, rushing on into the future
Windows open, closing, in a way that they just never used to
Oh theres violence lurking in the alleys
Where no one should dare go
So keep running faster, faster and faster to nowhere
Spoken:
You put me in here
Youre responsible you didnt help me
Somebody
You see the city is closing in on me
Please, oh
Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere
Were gonna take a little
Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere
Faster and faster...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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