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That's What A Growing Does

Long before I met you,
I was introduced to myself first.
And that meeting took awhile,
Before I felt a clarity.

With a clarity noticed I wanted to know.
And to let go of that which I did not need.

Now with clarity and identity intact,
I can understand...
Why today you say I've changed.
I have learned that's what a growing does.

And I hope that growth continues to show.
With a letting go of that which my mind does not feed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clarity, clarity, surely clarity is the most beautiful thing in the world, A limited, limiting clarity I have not and never did have any motive of poetry But to achieve clarity.

quote by George Oppen
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Which Clarity Best Represents Your Ego?

You want clarity?
Which version?
The one your delusion 'has' created?
And you seek a settlement,
Based upon this...
With a finalizing that has been negotiated.
Or...
My personal favorite.
Do you wish to be introduced to a clarity,
That is documented with historic proof?
And identifies an origin that is unmistakable?

Which clarity best represents your ego?
The long or short version?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Search For Clarity

Clarity.
There is something about it...
That lightens the burden,
Of becoming victimized by misunderstandings.

It is with clarity that one becomes free of doubts.
Or comprehending something unintended...
Someone takes and tosses about.
Most times gossiped from mouth to mouth.

The search for clarity,
Identifies aspects of honesty.
And truth uncovered involved in anything...
Can solve dilemmas.
And expose deceitful offerings!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Save That Look For Someone Else

I want to make one thing perfectly clear!

'Okay.
And...
What is that? '

Oh no.
You are not going to try to trick me.
I know what you're up to.
You want me to provide clarity,
BEFORE your questions are asked.
Don't you?

'But,
I didn't ask you for clarity.
You volunteered.'

I see.
So now you want to take advantage of my honesty.
You think I'm stupid?
I am not volunteering anything,
Until I know what it is I am volunteering for.
And save that look for someone else.
No question?
No clarity.
And that's it!

'I am not going to suggest you have issues.'

Is that a question?
It didn't sound like one.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves.

quote by Blaise Pascal
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Maybe where there's clarity of air, there's clarity of thought.

quote by Chet Huntley
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As a Growth Process Continues

It is wonderful to feel,
Blessed beyond depiction.
And a sadness as well...
To know those one knew,
Have not traveled this path of clarity.
To be left behind,
As a growth process continues!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free From A Deluded Need

Too serious I've become,
With a different point of view.
Too serious,
And...
Too complexed.
With my eyes free of clouds.
Following a Sun,
That has etched with clarity...
A connection that corrects.

I have no wish to satisfy,
Misunderstandings I have left.
I have no wish to revisit,
Repeated regrets.

Too serious I've become,
With a different point of view.
Too serious,
And...
Too complexed.
With my eyes free of clouds.
Following a Sun,
That has etched with clarity...
A connection that corrects.

And clarity is what I seek,
On a path to become...
The very best I can be!

And with clarity I am free,
From a deluded need...
To impress!

Free from a deluded need,
To address pretentions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With a Choice to Keep the Value

Why is it important to you now,
To hear my voice?
When it was you,
Who made not listening to me...
Your choice.

Why is my comprehension mentioned,
To be a priority of your concern?
I'm well aware of those lessons I've learned.
And few of them taught I seek to be repeated.
You brought to me then an acknowledgement.
And I did not hesitate,
To connect that to my common sense.

I received it and I heeded.

Why is it important to you now,
To hear my voice.
To review conversations,
I attempted to make...
That came to rest on deaf ears?

Perhaps there is a clarity,
Not understood before...
But overnight your eyes opened.
And a clarity that could have been yours...
Has now between your ears appeared?

Go ahead and say,
What you believe today is okay.
However,
If I should abruptly walk away...
Think of it as not being disrespectful.
But a sign of the times,
When one finds peace of mind.
With a choice to keep the value of it protected.

Think of my getting away from you,
In that perspective!
A treasured gift one gets...
To never be neglected.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You could write a song about some kind of emotional problem you are having, but it would not be a good song, in my eyes, until it went through a period of sensitivity to a moment of clarity. Without that moment of clarity to contribute to the song, it's just complaining.

quote by Joni Mitchell
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A morning canvas

A morning canvas
~
The clarity of a clear blue morning sky
like the emptiness of a blank canvas
invites the mind to wander on the day
what will be writ, what shall be seen
the serenade of birdsong in the breeze
softly, sweetly awakens the world
here a resolute beauty is found
and a heart invited to sing of love
let the day be won with hope and faith
let friends, family and lovers know
that this is a day to be owned
how thoughts come to a forefront
in the light the rising dawn
expressed without reluctance
upon the waiting canvas
in the clarity of a blue morning sky
this is a day to be alive

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Essential to Growth

Essential to growth,
Is listening.
And those factors that bridge,
Understanding...
Do introduce comprehension.
That contribute to dimensions,
Of communication.

To turn away a blind eye,
Does not attract clarity.
Many of those,
Who are tunneled visioned folks...
Find themselves easily provoked,
By self imposing delusions.
With the hope their fears are not exposed.

Although...
They do show a tendency to represent,
A majority who are dissenters.
And...
Essential to one's growth,
They must not be disregarded...
From enhancing one's life!
Whether they are discovered to be wrong or right.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just How Hysterical Are You?

I love the renovations made to your home.
I see you have rid yourself of some furnishings.

I never noticed 'that' window there before.
Why do you have it roped off?

'Have you noticed the sign hanging above it? '

CLARITY?

'Yes.
Exactly.
It's off limits.
And only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

Oh!
How clever.
May I take a look?

'Only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

I find that hysterical.

'Your secret is safe with me.
However...
Only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

Okay.
I get the message.

Well...
When will I get an opportunity,
To see what you find so precious.?

'Just how hysterical are you? '

Stop it.
You're scaring me.

'When I discovered 'clarity'...
It was the most frightening thing,
I ever thought I'd see.
I use to fear it myself!
Now...
I keep it as a shrine in my home.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vivid Clarity: These Steps I Take

It is the 'who' in me pursued.
Appearing as I do before you...
Without references!
Either those accepted or dismissed.

And depending on your beliefs...
I was 'somewhere' in the heavens,
And 'asked' for this existence.
Whether or not that is true,
I am going to do my best...
To ensure my presence has been felt.

Suggestions given may come after I ask.
I am not seeking charity,
From those on goodwill missions...
Out to prove they have been chosen,
To condition minds...
With a conformed environment as the agenda.
'Peace my brother!
Have you been introduced to the Lord? '

These steps I have taken,
Were made on scraped knees and bruised feet.
Faith, hope and confidence arrived...
To discover me in doubt.
I ain't there no 'mo!

Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.

Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.

However,
I can tell by your eyes,
This is a fresh discovery?
With a desire to share!
And, I have been there.

I was born to chew, digest and enjoy the scenery!
Not to be caught up and lost in it.
Or bleed dramatically in public.
Without sound of applause.
I use to be shocked...
By the lack of sincere empathy unseen.

Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.

Someone, somewhere...
Will eventually find themselves exploring life,
Oppose to hoping for clues to magically appear...
Out of thin air.

With vivid clarity,
Are those steps I take!
And I didn't just awaken.

I began chipping away at obstacles,
When it became apparent...
My tears would not dissolve them!

Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Growth And Blooming Of Bright Flowers

Wanting to know,
And not willing to listen...
Does not fertilize,
One's comprehension to expand.
Enthralled one is by their own demands.

Those who seek to be understood,
But lack the patience to understand.
Has a fear to self assess themselves,
As close as one who self examines can.

Wanting to know,
And not willing to listen...
Does not fertilize,
One's comprehension to absorb clarity.
Unless that clarity has others to agree.

And one not comprehending,
Only wants to perceive from one point of view.
And if that point of view mentioned,
Has obstacles in its way blocking what is there to see...
Those obstacles will remain to stay where they are.
When a stubbornness is thick like a cemented brick wall.
And stuck with a holding onto the comfort of ignorance...
That appears from the outside to be permanently installed.

Wanting to know,
And not willing to listen...
Could be that one who believes the feeding of weeds,
Nourishes the growth and blooming of bright flowers.
With a giving of consideration to nothing else at all.
Even when the petals from them begin to prematurely fall.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quarterback

Even in pain.
You called the plays.
And retrieved the ball...
Deciding where to throw it.
That choice was yours to make.
Not only did you become the quarterback...
You are also a team member.
One of the players.

If you can not fulfill your part,
With a clarity...
Do not try to shift your weight,
On anyone else's shoulders.
Everyone that plays,
Should be focused on winning.
Even in pain.

Even in pain.
You called the plays.
And retrieved the ball...
Deciding where to throw it.

You've got a lot of 'child' in you remaining.

And no one here is obligated,
To listen about 'your' bad days.
If you can not fulfill your part,
With a clarity...
Don't show up!

If you can not fulfill your part,
With a clarity...
Do not try to shift your weight,
On anyone else's shoulders.
Everyone that plays,
Should be focused on winning.

Everyone here,
Unfortunately...
Now has to decide,
Whether or not they wish to continue...
Looking at you!

Do you realize how stressful that is?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Genuine Is Expressed

We say we pray,
For forgiveness and clarity.
When we are forgiven and the clarity comes...
We become disbelievers.
And we begin to deceive.

Those who can see through us...
See every trick we have that's up our sleeves.

Many perceive what they say,
Is enough to convey their version of truth.
And out from their mouths,
Comes words to impress.
Nothing genuine is expressed.

It would be an awakening experience,
If every Disney character greeted visitors cussing!
Now...
That would be worth the exorbitant entrance fee.
With Mickey chasing Minnie butt naked.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Others May Mistake A Duck

I remember being defined,
By...
How I spoke with a wish to be understood.
Pronunciating words with a clarity.
And spoken in the way they were spelled,
As they were meant to be.
I was not the one to accept mediocrity.

I remember being judge by the way I looked.
Where I lived and the interest in others I took.
And what I had to present and didn't.
I was 'out-of-it' to many.
And this was said to me as if to restrict.

I remember putting a stamp on my identity.
And the acceptance of this,
Had been rejected by others who could not then see.
In fact...others would approach me,
As if I had commited treason.
Or had an incurable disease.

People can be cruel when making their assessments.
As if those selected needed to be taught a few lessons.

Today with integrity and my identity intact,
I do not declare my 'Blackness'.
I've always been proud of that.
What is obvious to me needs no announcing of fact.
Or do I oppose those with a host of opinions,
To appear more bold to the ones opposing my goals.
Finished or not they will never be diminished.

I have learned not to pay naysayers any attention.
Or give them time to stretch the limits of their minds.
If others may mistake a duck in wasted debates,
To argue what they see is a parakeet...
Or something else to be caged.
They will have those same issues forever on display.
Regardless how outdated their manifestations,
With them stay.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clarity

Something agreed upon by some,
That makes absolutely no sense...
To the one who grows tired
Of convincing and listening to others
Argue over whether a discussion can be made,
Resulting in a conclusion that saves 'face'
Producing bona fide results?
'Without' a healthy debate or disagreement?
And purposely shutting out others,
Who have opinions no one consults?

There is certainly something else that can be done.
A movement done by one when there is none!

Suddenly...
Something happens!
An actual decision is made...
When a mouth is closed!
Clarity is achieved,
When perceptions that will never change
Are left alone!
There is a sense of satisfaction that occurs.
And the one who leaves with nerves intact...
Has accomplished much more than was intended!
With no offense or actions to defend!
Especially when unnoticed BS begins...
Sending the attraction for an unregretted exit!
With a leap towards fresh air there,
Ever so inviting!

Clarity?
Never complex in its simplicity!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Are Among Those Who See Things

There are those who are lost.
And there are those seeking clarity.
Some see those who are lost,
And seeking clarity.
Those are the ones ignored by all.
Since what they see,
No one wishes to admit.
But then again...
If you are among those who see things,
That have not happened yet...
You have to have more patience!
Just like the dawn awaiting to be enjoyed!
Some will know it exist.
Some will not come to realize it at all.
And there will be those still in argument,
About what happened to them yesterday.
Choosing to stay there and have it relived.
These are the folks left to wonder,
Why they are left alone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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