Sitting On The Stoop Down The Block
Let me share this with you,
Before your scanning begins.
I am as familiar with the process,
As I am comfortable in my skin.
Now,
I am ready to begin if...
Where are you going?
You haven't even started!
'What fun is it in it for us,
If we can't get to see you upset.
Sweat or get nervous?
What then would be the purpose?
Pretend we are into you,
When you can see clearly we are not.
We saw some folks sitting,
On the stoop down the block.
We'll go and try them out! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Girl Can Rock
Hey!
Ready for the big time, ready for the small
Whatever's comin' to me, I'll be ready for it all
Sometimes it ain't easy, sometimes its not polite
Some days I don't get it, some days I get it right
[Chorus:]
It's in my heart, it's in my head
Thats what i said
Hey Boys are you ready for the shock
I'm living proof, the girls can rock
Spread the new around every single block
Hey boys, the girl can rock
Standin' in the spotlight workin' up a sweat
Givin' all i got and lovin' what i get
I can't hold back what i feel inside
and if i make you nervous, you better step aside
[Chorus]
It's in my heart, it's in my head
Thats what i said
Hey Boys are you ready for the shock
I'm living proof, the girls can rock
Spread the new around every single block
Hey boys, the girl can rock
The girl can rock
Don't say maybe or call me 'baby'
I ain't crazy at all
[Chorus 2x]
It's in my heart, it's in my head
Thats what i said
Hey Boys are you ready for the shock
I'm living proof, the girls can rock
Spread the new around every single block
Hey boys, the girl can rock
I'm gonna live it up
I'll never give it up
I'm gonna spread the news around the block
It ain't no shock...the girl can rock [3x]
Yeah, Rock!
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Fast Forward
Why is your fist all up in my face?
'I just wanted you to see my knuckles,
In the event you should say something...
Totally disrespectful.
And I wanted you to see,
What I am capable of doing...
Before your lights are turned off.'
Why would my lights be turned off?
'Only your conversation will determine that.'
We haven't started it yet!
'So far we understand each other.
And I am liking it so far.
I'm ready whenever you want to begin.
And remember...
Keep it respectful.
And let's try to stay away,
From backstabbing relatives, past relationships...
Politics, religion or religious beliefs.
And especially cheating spouses.
I get upset easily.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Haven't Forgotten
I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!
I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!
I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Mother's hurting feelings
Mother Hurting feelings
I am very Upset my son shut off from me
He block me from aim why? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I haven't done anything wrong I haven't
Seen my son for 5 years I am real jealous
My ex husband still see his son why can't I? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
The Bowdidge family did something to change him
I always will be his mother and son
poem by Rhonda Bowdidge
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Not Deterred By Your Point Of View
It is not my purpose in life,
To advise you on 'your' direction.
Or suggest which path to take,
On your journey.
Nor from me will there be recommendations.
If it should upset you,
That my vision remains focused...
And not deterred by your point of view,
Keep this in mind...
You are not my destination.
However...
It does appear that you are an obstacle,
That wishes to block my mission...
With a stirring up of my feelings of guilt,
With a delay of an empathy you await to be given.
You've done a good job.
All is not lost.
I passed a few procrastinators,
Along on my journey.
Be patient.
Someone will eventually buy your nonsense.
As for me...
Your routine is too familiar.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walking In Someone Else's Shoes
I feel like this about life...
If you have reached your 40's,50's and 60's
With a lack of identity and understanding,
As to who you are?
Do not expect from me my patience,
Or a tolerant hand to hold.
I've been called 'nutt's too often by those,
Who are still seeking approval from their mamas
And papas.
With some folks whining,
As if they need their diapers changed.
And the years I endured through emotional pain...
God came to my aid.
And saved me from back to back heartbreak.
With few caring less 'how' I survived!
As long as I was there to hear their complaints,
My pain to them was insignificant.
And as I observe and comprehend how some can be...
I see them now the same way,
Without concern.
There 'is' a caring!
However...
I don't get wrapped up dramatically about it,
Like some folks.
There is something to be said,
About walking in someone else's shoes!
They may look easy and comfortable to wear...
Until it is realized,
The fit just isn't 'that' comfortable.
A perception handed to one on a plate to eat...
With a choice to live life,
Is not life lived to experience all it offers.
Even if one is not ready for the experience...
There is a process called 'growth' that is done!
A maturity that happens,
When one heals and recovers from mental insecurities...
Of all kinds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ataraxia (Media Intro)
today, medical science recognises that some folks arent helped by relaxing exercises
in cases of difficult tension and nervous apprehension, doctors are now prescribing medicine.
it makes those who fear their about to quit feel like their ready to begin.
bidding their darkened spirits good-bye for the calming peace of a cloudless sky.
song performed by by Everclear
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Ataraxia
'Today, medical science recognises that some folks aren't helped by relaxing exercises
In cases of difficult tension and nervous apprehension, doctors are now prescribing medicine.
It makes those who fear their about to 'quit' feel like their ready to 'begin'.
Bidding their darkened spirits good-bye for the calming peace of a cloudless sky.'
song performed by by Everclear
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Happy
I wanna look behind your eyes
And gently brush the hair back from the face
Cause baby I just realized
Seeing you there in that light
It's better to be kind than right
And I'm about to bridge this kiss between us
Cuz baby I'm ready to dig in
Ready for more than skin on skin
This is where love begins
So I say
I'm gonna tell you you're my man
Cuz it makes you happy
I wanna rush to hold your hand
Y'know it makes me happy
I'm gonna love you best I can
cuz I know it makes you happy
I know I've made some big mistakes
I learned the hardest lessons that way
So adios to foolish pride
I've got nothing left to hide
I stand here open wide
And everything inside of me is saying
Baby I'm ready to dig in
Ready for more than skin on skin
This is where love begins
So I say
I'm gonna tell you you're my man
Cuz it makes you happy
I wanna rush to hold your hand
It makes me so happy
I'm gonna love you best I can
Cuz I know it makes you happy
Oh, y'know I'll make you happy
And I wanna see you happy
I want us to be happy
And we're going to be happy
Cuz baby I'm ready to dig in
Ready for more than skin on skin
This is where love begins
I wanna rush to hold your hand
I wanna see you happy
I'm gonna love you best I can
Cuz y'know it makes you happy
Oh, y'know I'll make you happy
Y'know I wanna see you happy
I'm gonna tell you you're my man
I wanna hear you laughing
I wanna rush to hold your hand
And I love your smile
I'm gonna love you best I can
Cuz that's what makes me happy
Oh y'know I'll make you happy
And I want us to be happy
I'm gonna tell you you're my man
I wanna rush to hold your hand
I'm gonna love you best I can
Cuz I know it makes you happy
song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
song performed by by Texas
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Building Bridges
And where has innocence gone
Do we know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
All the words we are fed
And the need to belong
cause we cant get connected
Baby try
Where has our innocence gone
We whisper and touch
Its like we should start again
When does the strip begin
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Where has your innocence gone
Do you just know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given back
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given
Theres nothing if the truth dont survive
And where has innocence gone
Do we know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
song performed by by INXS
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Indoctrinated Through Ancestry
They are here in droves...
Those me-me-I-I folks.
The ones who have been told they are attractive.
Those with slave mentalities,
And still trying to please their masters.
And I can not say how many folks there are...
Who are afraid to express too much 'identity'.
For fear they will upset someone else's wishes!
And they know what on me they can kiss!
Anyone who has a mind like this!
I'm not having none of it.
There is an addicted sickness inflicted.
Alive and well.
And profiting the few,
Who have so many messed up in their heads!
The more pretentious the folks...
One can find them driven to play charades,
On all coasts.
Wherever they are found 'coasting' and cruising!
It just seems that way.
Those on escapades and away from their identities.
And ready to please.
As if indoctrinated through ancestry!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I didn't only have a perceptual problem, I was also so nervous and so upset. The process just didn't work. I lost enthusiasm for school and I flunked second grade. The teachers said I was lazy.
quote by Bruce Jenner
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If It Isn't What It Should Be
When a tree begins to grow...
Is it nurtured to seek approval?
Does it do it to get that from other trees?
Or does it just grow to be what it is?
To grow to be what it is freely,
With only God to please.
And if it isn't what it should be...
What and who is there to correct it?
What recommends or suggests to it what it must do...
To become what it is and comfort it too?
And if it isn't growing in faith...
Does God choose to get moody,
And brood?
Observing this with attitude?
Insisting Mother Nature refuse it,
Any assistence on a 'menu'...
Kept constantly reviewed.
When a tree begins to grow...
And decides not to produce branches.
Or allow a leaf or pine needles to bloom...
What affect would that have on other trees observing?
Will they begin to feel,
Maybe that tree is not deserving?
Will they make attempts to move away from it?
Or will they just let it sit...
Doing nothing to fulfill its purpose?
As the sky beckons,
To give it space and room.
Will the other trees observing this...
Watch another tree rot,
To not exist?
How long will a forest of trees,
Put up with it?
And what about the purpose that tree has here on Earth?
Who and what becomes affected...
When that tree does not fulfill its worth from birth?
A connection becomes neglected.
And the affects from that can be expected to reflect.
Somewhere in time to be ultimately discovered.
Uncovering what has been revealed,
To stir up some kind of backlash in protest.
However...
Shouldn't something about this process...
Make 'something' upset,
And furious about the lack of respect shown?
Or,
Does it condone it like us humans do?
By just looking away...
Only to complain about the shame of it all.
Or...
Does it one day become furious?
Like Mother Nature is showing now...
By unleashing Her attention grabbing disgust,
Unexpectedly disrupting as She fusses...
With all of us!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For No Other Purpose
There are those who are into other people's lives,
To voice their opinions about how some folks live.
I've been conditioned to keep them distanced.
Generally they are the kind who do not mind,
To share updates with beliefs attached.
Introducing those they know,
By resumés they don't mind exposing.
Like busy bodies on a field trip!
Often they begin to probe about background,
And things one has done.
To qualify their associations...
Especially when around to dropp names of some.
They are socialites who enjoy being on the scene.
For no other purpose but to show some folks...
Who they believe is vulnerable.
And which ones they can select to demean.
All for the sake of ego...
That exposes a personality that borders on the obscene.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Writers Block
The worst thing any writer can experience
is the most dreaded writers block.
Sitting in front of a blank sheet of paper
waiting and waiting for the words to come.
It is the curse of all writers
whether they are good or bad.
The frustration of trying to unblock their mind.
We try it with reading others words or soothing music
hoping to stimulate the little grey cells into working.
However it is never as easy as it sounds
as a writers block can sometimes last for years,
I know that from experience as
I have been down that road before.
Then the inexplicable happens and you pick up a pen
and that blank page is not blank anymore,
it is filled with words galore.
The torture is over and a new start begins.
You give a big sigh of relief as your writing begins again,
but being always weary in case that block comes back again.
14 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Brown Skin
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I cant tell where yours begins, I cant tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and thenoh hey
Where are your people from? maybe mississippi or an island
Apparently your skin has been kissed by the sun
You make me want a hersheys kiss, your licorice
Every time I see your lips, it makes me think of honey-coated chocolate
Your kisses are worth more than gold to me
Ill be your almond joy, youll be my sugar daddy
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I cant tell where yours begins, I cant tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and thenoh hey
Every time you come around, something magnetic pulls me and I cant get out
Disoriented, I cant tell my up from down
All I know is that I wanna lay you down
Every time I let you in, abracadabra magic happens as we swim
Higher and higher finally we reach heaven
Come back to earth and then we do it all again
Yeah..
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I cant tell where yours begins, I cant tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and thenoh hey
Skin so brown, lips so round
Baby how can I be down?
Beautiful mahogany, you make me feel like a queen
Tell me whats that thing you do that makes me wanna get next to you, yeah
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I cant tell where yours begins, I cant tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and thenoh hey
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I cant tell where yours begins, I cant tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need some every now and thenoh hey
song performed by by India Arie
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It Is Best to Leave This Mindset Alone
There will always be those,
Who attempt to match wits...
With those who comprehend
The advantages of understanding.
Some folks live within a box regarded as safe.
And from inside a point of view of outside events...
They choose to argue their findings,
Condensed...
From a state of mind that is comfortable,
But for those who have discovered 'reality'...
They know this makes no sense.
And to produce beneficial chit chat,
Does not induce a growth of thought.
When a sharing is lost with one who's mind is stuck...
Deluded in visions found too comfortable.
And eventually these folks others must give up!
A process attached to learning,
For some is a worthless yearning.
And for them a progress is created from isolation.
Where ignorance is encouraged to thrive and manifest.
It is best to leave this mindset,
Alone!
They perceive time sits to wait for them,
To be condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Would I Convince?
What are you doing?
'I've awakened this morning,
Deciding I would get serious.'
Serious?
Serious about what?
'My creative abilities.
And expand upon my capabilities.'
I thought you were applying that?
Haven't you been serious?
'Naw,
I was just testing a few ideas.
A few concepts.
Now...
I am ready to begin to unleash my talents.'
So what is that you are doing?
'I've begun to scratch the surface!
How else should I start.
How else should I begin?
I am removing the dust from it now.'
What about the people?
'What people?
What about them?
The people who believe,
They've 'already' been exposed to your 'gifts'...
Those...
Talents?
Or whatever they are called.
'My gifts?
Exposed?
I haven't unwrapped them yet!
Who has been spreading these rumors?
Folks aint got nothing else to do but lie?
OH?
Oh...
They believe my rehearsals,
Have been the real deal!
Hopefully I will be forgiven,
When I reveal the actual product!
And I've got several to launch.
I forgot!
People will accept 'anything' remotely expressing 'talent',
As the real deal.
Wow.
I have to remind myself about that.
Don't you say a word to anyone about this.
You hear me? '
Even if I did...
Who would I convince?
There are some people who actually believe,
They've been exposed to your greatest work.
'LOL...
Ssshhh,
I know.
LOL...
I know!
Stop it,
My stomach hurts.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I don't think the process was successful and should be inspected closer. I am not afraid to say I am not familiar with the entire process, so before commenting further I would have to study the process more in depth.
quote by Vincent Frank
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