Whether You Pay Attention To Me Or Not
Being proud and showing this,
With self respect...
Seems not to be encouraged.
When insolence is all one gets.
With an exhibited effrontery,
Audaciously flagrant and reckless...
The temperity of it,
Embitters one into a concealed silence.
'Professor?
Professor, sir...
IF you are implying we are rude,
Many of us would appreciate it if you say so.
Since we have no idea how upset we should be.
You give us no clue if we should be angry...
And/or to what degree.
Or continue to believe you are insulting us.
I mean...
REALLY insulting our intelligence with your comments.
Either way...
You did get our attention.'
This is 'your' education.
Not mine.
Remember that!
Whether you pay attention to me or not...
I am still going to cash a check!
You all understand what that means,
I'm sure.
Now...
Are you ready to pay attention?
Or waste 'your' time?
All of my educational loans,
Have long been paid.
And 'daddy and mommy' didn't do it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Would You Like My Attention Given Mentioned?
If I had not been proud of who I am,
You would not perceive me of being arrogant.
Nor would you care if I existed.
I wouldn't.
And you know that.
But since you notice my proudness flaunted,
You believe your critique of it...
Makes me more aware of you.
I do give it attention.
Would you like my attention given mentioned?
This you can continue.
For as long as you wish!
Because it is not you or what you do,
That makes me proud!
And I have for too long known of this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Knew? Did You? Oh...Of Course Not!
I can understand you wish not to see,
My efforts gleam and shine.
I can understand that,
Yes I do!
Because those efforts,
Getting attention I did not pursue...
Are not those of yours,
But mine.
I did not know that would become fact.
I've been too busy toiling with sweat,
To remove obstacles carried...
Too long weighted on my back.
No...
I didn't realize my conscious efforts,
Would one day get attention.
Or attract like that!
Who knew?
Did you?
Oh...
Of course not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Turtle And The Rabbit
you know the story
and i need not tell
it to you again
without necessarily
insulting your intelligence
(pause, chuckle, breathe
and wait
for your turn, let me continue)
but there is something you
still need to know
because i think you did not know it
their story did not really
end the way we were taught
with the ending
moral of the story
(don't raise your eyebrow
like the nike emblem
of the shoe,
relax, and you may
divert your attention,
as this is not important
anyway, but let me continue
still...)
well, this is it
the turtle is really a female
and the rabbit is a neuter
and know what?
(don't mind, this is still not important
you may read another poem
because this does not sound one
but let me continue
alone to say the usual ending
of this story...)
yes, the rabbit is a neuter
and the turtle is a female and
yes, they lived happily everafter!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I've been doing this stuff for so long it's the one aspect of my life that I've paid attention to and really sort of not paid attention to the rest of it.
Attention
(olivia newton-john /annie roboff /steve seskin)
Here in my heart, theres the truth
But no one could love me like you
But lately you seem so far away
Pretending that you hear what I say
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Sometimes you look so unsure
Has time left you longing for more?
Wishing you would let me back in
I just wanna be home again
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
You mean too much to me to give up without a fight
Lord knows we cant survive one more silent night
Id like to think theres a chance
Some way to save our romance
But if I have to do it alone
Id be better off on my own
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Oh,what can I do to get some attention from you
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Dadde says
Dadde says I need to grow up,
Dadde says I need to be tuffer.
Momme says dadde is rong,
Momme says I shuld take my own pase.
Dadde says it is a meen wurld,
Dadde says beeng touff will help.
Momme says I am purfect the way I am,
Momme says that grooing is diffrent for evryone.
Daddy says that fiting will make you toughr,
Daddy says that educashun will not help.
Mommy says that educashun will help,
Mommy says that fiting will not make you anytheng.
Daddy says that its time I get in a fight.
Mommy says I should get smarter not tougher.
Dad says I should I should be normal,
Dad says I should watch t.v. all day.
Mom says I should play outside,
Mom says I should be whatever I want.
Dad says I should have fought harder.
Mom said nothing.
Dad says that I am stupid,
Dad says I should have paid attention in class.
Mom says I am not stupid,
Mom says I should try harder.
Mom says I am smart,
Mom says I am growing well.
Dad says I am growing weak,
Dad still says I am stupid.
Mom says, though I am leaving, I can always come back.
Dad said nothing.
Mommy said goodbye...
Daddy was never there to say hello...
poem by Evan Skora
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In Time...All Of It Will Be Corrected
You see me as a reflective representation,
Of my choice of environment.
And your judgements passed on me,
Through the use of your limitations...
Has led to your distorted beliefs,
And what you perceive...
My acquired abilities to be.
Unfortunately,
Your degree of ignorance...
Stands in your way not mine.
I had too many experiences,
In a limited period of time.
And I have learned by great teachers,
Who brought to my attention...
'Never be the one making attempts to impress.
Be the one to remember,
How and who has addressed you...
With a showing of their respect.
And the rest to you will be revealed.
And in time...
All of it will be corrected.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Sweet Cry of Baby Lyndia
This event brings a bundle of joy to Mommy
And Daddy to hear the cry of baby
She’s the long awaited princess
That finally decided to show up
Baby loves to cuddle and to be caressed
She loves attention and to be on top
Of everybody’s list
At times, Baby tights her fists
Like she’s about to poke or punch someone
She throws and kicks both feet in the air
To scare off the imagined nightmare
Baby loves indeed a lot of attention
She cries to keep her parents on their toes
Baby is indeed very bright, she knows
Believe or not
How the world functions
How to undo the knot
And how to take actions.
The sweet cry of a baby
Brings joy and happiness
To Mommy and Daddy
Baby is truly a princess.
(7/16/2011-Happy birthday to Baby Lynda and Congratulations to Descate and Rosetta.)
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Personal Attention
Personal attention
a gifted child leads
Personal attention
an average child needs
Personal attention
at risk child pleads
Personal attention
an autistic child deeds
Personal attention
a parent plants the seeds
Personal attention
is what every child needs
Thus..Personal attention
is what every teacher heeds
poem by Robert John Meehan
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2,000 Man
Well, my name it is a number
Its on a piece of plastic film
And Ive been growin funny flowers
Outside on my little window sill
And dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
You know, my wife still respects me
Even though I really misuse her
I am having an affair
With the random computer
But dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
Oh daddy, proud of your planet
Oh mommy, proud of your sun
Oh daddy, proud of your planet
Oh mommy. proud of your sun
Oh daddy, your brains still flashin
Like they did when you were young
Or did they come down crashin
Seeing all the things youd done
Spacin out and havin fun
Oh daddy, proud of your planet
Oh mommy. proud of your sun
Oh daddy, proud of your planet
Oh mommy. proud of your sun
Oh daddy, your brains still flashin
Like they did when you were young
Or did they come down crashin
Seeing all the things youd done
Spacin out and havin fun
But, dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
But dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
Understand me, u-understand me, u-understand me, now understand me
But dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
But dont you know Im a 2,000 man
And my kids, they just dont understand me at all
Im a 2,000 man, Im a 2,000 man
Im a 2,000 man, Im a 2,000 man, yeah, 2,000
song performed by by Kiss
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Learning in the true sense of the word is possible only in that state of attention, in which there is no outer or inner compulsion. Right thinking can come about only when the mind is not enslaved by tradition and memory. It is attention that allows silence to come upon the mind, which is the opening of the door to creation. That is why attention is of the highest importance. Knowledge is necessary at the functional level as a means of cultivating the mind, and not as an end in itself. We are concerned, not with the development of just one capacity, such as that of a mathematician, or a scientist, or a musician, but with the total development of the student as a human being.
quote by Krishnamurti
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The Best Love Yet To Get
There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.
And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.
Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If To Just Listen
I can give you my attention.
But please do not mention,
The time I spend.
Or the quality of it.
When yours I can not depend.
I care about your welfare.
If I did not,
I would not be here.
When I'm in need of your appearance...
It is as if you have disappeared.
And I am not here to compare cares!
I am here to make it clear,
I care whether you are aware of it or not!
Am I the only one...
That has come to knock on your door?
Am I the only one...
To come to you,
When my wants and wishes you have ignored?
But then I remember too...
This 'is' all about you!
As it has been for quite sometime.
Isn't that true?
Even when you whine...
Who can you count on,
To give you their time?
Whether or not...
You appreciate that it's mine to give,
To you to abuse!
I can give you my attention.
But please do not mention,
The time I spend.
Or the quality of it.
When yours I can not depend.
Whenever I may be in,
A need to have you near...
If to just listen!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Only The Ability To Waste
There was a time,
And this was not too long ago...
When those of skills and talents,
Only had a wish to share them.
To assist others in the fulfillment,
Of seeing 'their' dreams and wishes...
Come true.
With a volunteering of their efforts denied.
And...
Without a dime of payment mentioned.
But those making decisions,
Believed the ones who would want to do this...
Only sought the getting of attention.
And refusing them they did,
To ensure they were dismissed.
Today?
How things have changed.
Today there are those who are hired,
To solicit volunteers.
With the paying of expensive media advertisements,
To attract those with talents and skills to give.
And this is done with blatant attention given,
To the ones getting paid.
With only the ability to waste funding,
To achieve nothing getting done.
But say they do there is no one willing to work for free.
And these are the same people...
Publicly declaring there is no communal unity.
'We need you! '
~For what? ~
'To volunteer your skills,
As a community service.'
~And how will my doing this,
Be of benefit to you? ~
'A job that keeps me paid and something to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Simply Lonely
He's lonely
He always is
He just wants the attention
That he never
Receives
Instead he hides
His feelings
In a guise as black as night
He uses red lines
He uses sharp edges
To hide, silently crying inside
They call him a troublemaker
He just wants the attention
That is always denied to him
His mother just sits in her room
Locked up with her boyfriend
Never paying attention
His father is no where to be found
He left years ago
No one can get close enough to see
The class clown
Just wants to have someone's
Undivided attention
To know someone
Truly cares
He's lonely
He always is
He just wants the attention
That he never
Recives
poem by Autumn Winds
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No Respect
Respect,
Always everybody looking for some
Respect,
Who do you think youre gonna get it from
Respect,
Anybody here deserving of none
Respect,
Tell me what makes you think
Youre not the one
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
Respect,
Why be concerned with
Public adulation
Respect,
Pat on the back crying
For attention
Respect,
Finding out what it really
Means to me
Respect,
Honor comes only after
Humility
song performed by by Extreme
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Not A Joint Effort
Now I understand what he was saying.
This is not a joint effort.
And to request such a completion is quite insulting.
I wish all my comments didn't seem like poems.
It confuses people of my intentions.
I still can't believe she asked me to complete a poem for her.
That is most certainly a first.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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With A Wish To Be Seen
I saw you the other day.
And you 'acted' as if,
You didn't know nobody!
'I did?
And where were you? '
Standing in the same line you were in,
At the grocery store the other day.
And the end of that long line.
'If I didn't see you,
Why didn't 'you' say something to 'me'? '
I'm not like that.
I don't like to bring undo attention to myself.
And besides...
You could have turned around,
To see who was standing behind you.
'You are so right.
But...
Aren't you glad I didn't?
That would have brought an undo attention,
You certainly didn't ask for.
And you were there for just one purpose.
To purchase groceries.
And I...
Stood there as patiently as possible,
With a wish to be seen.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Not Proud Of Being A Mediocrity
I AM NOT PROUD OF BEING A MEDIOCRITY
I am not proud of being a mediocrity-
But if I am
Does this mean
I should stop writing forever?
Does it mean I should spend the rest of my life
In bitter angry lament?
If I am a mediocrity
And chances are good that I am
Then perhaps I should just try to live with it
And understand
The only one who's time will be wasted
And who will give attention to all this writing I have done
Is me.
Mediocrity or not,
I can still try to be a fairly decent human being.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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We havent really paid much attention to thought as a process. we have engaged in thoughts, but we have only paid attention to the content, not to the process.
quote by David Bohm
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