Which Appropriate Moves To Make
The best way to ignore a persistent annoyance,
Without letting the consistency of it upset...
Is to acknowledge it with pleasantries.
And move on!
To begin a defense against it,
Will only give it more of a presence.
And many will try to convince,
That absence makes the heart grow fonder!
Well...
In this case,
When annoyance is hard to escape...
The absence of it,
May take a little bit longer.
So...
In this case,
The best way to ignore a persistent annoyance,
Without letting the consistency of it upset...
Is to acknowledge it with pleasantries.
And move on!
A peace of mind kept that has been earned,
Will eventually learn...
Which appropriate moves to make.
And when!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For No Other Reason But To Do It
When you say it is best,
Not to protest annoyance.
And it is better to accept it,
Than make attempts...
To ignore annoyance.
What is it that you mean?
'Sometimes our best efforts,
To avoid what appears...
Becomes noticeable by those,
Who clearly seek to annoy...
For no other reason but to do it.
Just to ensure what they do is received.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Persistent
Annoyance?
Okay.
Agitation?
I wouldn't use that word.
But...
Okay.
Head strong and hard headed?
I would say determined!
Spoiled and self-centered?
You're getting warm!
Persistent and...
Bingo!
That's it!
Persistent.
Now that we've almost covered the alphabet...
Are you giving me sex or not?
Or do I have to beg?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Without Choices to Make
Sometimes my days come,
Without extended shadows.
My mind can cloud...
In search of definition.
Emotions within me,
Aren't always bright with light.
As I become subdued,
To a darker, quiet side.
Some memories I keep,
Are not always the ones teased by pleasantries.
Although I've had lots of fun,
With those I regarded as 'special' ones.
And they are so missed,
When I sit...
To reminisce them.
And their presence alone,
Would lift me quick.
I try to ignore a moodiness,
My mind explores.
And yet I feel the invited guest...
Forced to participate,
In such brooding activities.
Some memories I keep,
Are not always the ones teased by pleasantries.
And the Sun when it comes...
Reminds me I am not without choices to make.
Although, at times, it is difficult to escape...
From the comfort of those times gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In This Existence
A consistency of a love wanted and missed,
Seems as I age with desire for it...
To grow distant from my wishes.
I thought I had been in its midst,
On more than just one occasion.
But as misunderstandings go...
So did my feelings,
For a long lasting relationship.
Since this was not on someone else's list.
Someone I believed matched perfectly my wish.
A consistency of a love wanted and missed,
Seems as I age with desire for it...
To grow distant from my wishes.
But I'm hoping on my journey I will know,
What the having of true love means...
With a sharing it to grow.
I thought I had been in its midst,
On more than just one occasion.
But as misunderstandings go...
So did my feelings,
For a long lasting relationship.
This was not on someone else's list.
I learned to release with a letting go of it.
Although...
I am forever the optimist.
I'm hoping on my journey I will know,
What the having of true love means...
With a sharing it to grow,
In this existence.
That is my wish,
In this existence.
A consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.
In this existence,
I remain optimistic...
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.
That is my wish,
In this existence.
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.
In this existence,
I remain optimistic...
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.
I shall stay persistent,
In this existence...
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eleventh Hour
Waiting until the eleventh hour,
To voice outrage, support and empathy...
May have little effect for habitual tactics,
To change what has been neglected for years.
And appearing clearly in one's own backyard.
To acknowledge the ignoring of truth,
Many have allowed to grow to produce...
Actions that upset,
Those gathering to defend and protect...
A right to believe lies kept to themselves,
Will not eventually catch up with them...
As if divinely protected.
Makes pointless their arguments.
And...
Clearly an absence of common sense.
But...
A feeding together upon such foolishness,
At their own expense...
Seems to have become their best activity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Absence Has Made My Heart Grow Fonder
No matter what those arguments.
Or the exchanging of a bitterness meant.
Without you in my life,
I've spent...
Countless hours fighting against,
Those moments I felt such an emptiness.
Knowing...
Your absence has made my heart grow fonder.
No matter if it is pouring rain,
I can't help but remember...
Your laughter that still remains.
And even though when living together,
That smile of yours would seldom show.
I know...
Your absence,
Has made my heart grow fonder.
And always will I remember when,
You walked out the door!
And I was left relieved,
As if blown with a fresh wind...
To begin my life without you again!
To experience complete happiness,
I had not known since way back when.
And one that has stayed to comfort me.
Yes...
I can certainly say without regrets,
Your absence has made my heart grow fonder!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hard Up Case
You told me once I was your pride and joy
I guess those days are dead and gone
You must have took me for some golden boy
You didnt know what you were taking on
It was a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
Now all the angles have been played in threes
There isnt much that I can say
I know you gave your little heart to me
I guess I threw the thing away
It was a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
Sometimes the truth is kind of hard to find
But dont you worry I can read your mind
And you dont have to tell me to my face
You put some other joker in my place
They dealt us houses full with the queens and kings
And now theyre calling out our bluff
cause you and me girl we had everything
But it just wasnt quite enough
Now thats a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
You say the truth is gonna set me free
Like you might throw a dog a bone
I know youre thinking that the jokes on me
Just take a look at what you re dragging home --
Another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
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Persistent Consistency
A persistent consistency...
With detemination to excell,
Generates a motivation...
From inside one where it dwells.
Seeking an acceptance,
For that which one loves to create...
Will never satisfy an ego that tries,
To enforce upon others...
An appreciation shown that escalates.
One attempting to do this,
Is not connected mentally...
To the gifts they have.
Or feel blessed to nourish,
As time passes on from their grasp.
Many seek results and success,
Quickly delivered.
Without a discipline applied.
Or a sacrificing done of a social life.
A persistent consistency...
With detemination to excell,
Generates a motivation...
From inside one where it dwells.
And does not derive,
From an outside source for a thriving to arrive.
Some nights may be substituted,
For a sleeplessness...
Ambitions seduce to produce.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was There Myself
I wish I could find the right words to say,
Why your mind and my time...
Are not going to be close friends.
I wish I could say this to you,
Without you becoming upset.
I am a lot older in many ways.
And in those ways you do not respect.
My tolerance you accept,
As an approval of your nonsense.
I am just more patient.
And have more than you will ever know.
My willingness to listen,
To your petty conversations...
Is a hope you will comprehend,
Just how small you make that world you live in.
My suggestions that you live and let live,
With a letting go...
Comes from experience.
Not because I believe there is so much I know.
Your mind is limited and fixed in stubbornness.
Then to me you complain,
About your attempts to convince...
With an acknowledgement foreign to common sense.
And to learn one has to listen.
But your issues and insecurities,
Are excuses you use as a defense.
I was there myself!
That is why you are so obvious.
I wish I could find the right words to say,
Why your mind and my time...
Are not going to be close friends.
I wish I could say this to you,
Without you becoming upset.
I am a lot older in many ways.
And in those ways you do not respect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Not Waste Your Patience
What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Nor do they appreciate their own lives they hate!
People like this blame others for their failures.
Seek to analyze who lead them into traps.
And jealous of advancements of others they are.
Especially those they use to laugh at behind their backs.
Those that now witness them shuffling along...
With long faces drawn and ambitions distant and gone.
What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Hating themselves and everyone around them too!
Nothing!
There is nothing anyone can possibly say or do,
For those who refuse to listen and comprehend...
Any advice that is given to them!
And empathy expressed they also ignore too!
The best decision one in this position can make...
Is to evaluate the situation,
And from this excuse creator...
Move!
Do not apologize when exiting swiftly,
To break quickly away.
Just keep on steppin'.
Move!
Do not waste your patience!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With and Without a Show of Interest
What is it that I want from you?
Consistency!
Since I've been giving that,
For as long as I can remember.
With and without a show of interest.
Or a sign of gratitude from you.
Why am I doing this...
And at my own expense?
It is an investment of patience.
And soon,
I am going to relax and enjoy the dividends.
And while you make the same excuses,
You have chosen to do...
Consistency I wished and wanted from you,
Might take place in my memory.
But don't bet on it!
I've been too motivated to prove to myself,
All I need is discipline and focus to achieve.
And...
Well,
I was hoping you would recognize that too!
Since I only have one pair of sleeves I keep rolled up...
I'm not trying to devote my attention all over the place.
Especially if my business,
Is taking care of it!
And not in persistent excuse making.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Imperfection From Absence
Send me a rose thorn for my love’s rejection
Or a rosebud for thy love’s confession
Ardent love sometimes shows picture of perfection
But the absence of your touch means less affection.
The gaiety brought by sweet amity
Altogether with cup of honesty
But despite your true love and your fidelity
The absence of your thought brings nothing but anxiety.
Notes from you were very few
To little for us to find our love anew
Absence they say makes the heart fonder
But truly, absence only makes our heart shatter.
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poem by Geraldine Fernandez
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Marking Time
I realise that walking down the street isn't a race,
But, compared to you, I have a much quicker pace.
Against me, it's like you have committed a crime,
When I am trapped behind you, semi marking time.
Please can you not stop in front of me, and then turn;
It really is very annoying, as you, one day, may learn.
I'd appreciate it if you moved to the side of the street,
If you are not actually intending to move your two feet.
When stopping in the middle of a pavement, you may find,
Looks of annoyance on the faces of those people behind.
I've had an amazing idea for a really good invention:
Human indicators, so that I can predict your intentions!
My hopes of a speedy journey, have often been dashed,
When into slow walking tourists, I have almost crashed.
To me, it seems like everyone moves so incredibly slow;
Come on, you guys! Move those feet! GO! GO! GO!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Life, Love, Friendship, Work. - my book title.
Life can be short or long, do not rush your time.
Relax, count your blessings, learn from mistakes, avoid crime.
Stay calm, look into the face of trouble or sickness,
Know that all shall pass, ignore it, soon you don't have to
First, love yourself, that is the main commandment,
Find peace, understanding within yourself, be in it persistent.
Forcing someone to love or like you back has no value,
Wait for those who do it from the heart, give love which is true.
Open your mind for satisfying friendships,
Which comes with true understanding and support like pleasure trips.
All partners should learn from each other,
Neither bullies, dictates, forces, but behaves in a good manner.
When you work, do your best and have self confidence,
Let nobody have any reason to prove your incompetence.
If some still do, unjustly trying to destroy your peace,
Stay calm, be polite, eventually this problem your mind will release.
Look into the future with faith in Goodness and true Wisdom.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Upset?
Upset?
You know you still can use the option,
Of blaming someone else.
Trying to be accountable now...
Will only confuse the issue,
With additional complexities.
Do like the others do.
Refuse to acknowledge any involvement.
In 'anything'.
You must have recently been strickened,
With a tremendous dose of awareness?
I understand.
Trust me.
But pounding your fists against the wall,
Is not going to change the presence of reality.
And cursing someone is only a temporary relief.
Use the option!
This new leader we have,
Definitely has something up his sleeve.
He's out to destroy the big boys.
You?
He considers a troublesome flea.
Blame it on a missed train...
Or something.
There is no need for 'you' to be upset.
Regret you let yourself become upset and snap out of it.
What do you want me to do?
Hold your hand?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Helped to Pack
It is said absence makes the heart grow fonder!
Some experience amnesia during these times,
And not only have been found in states of euphoria...
But hoping that the absence produced,
Creates a disappearing act!
And the one who sought to leave...
Never comes back!
Whoever coined that phrase,
About the absence of hearts and lonely days!
Never awakened against a slab of ice.
Or kneed in the groin,
By someone who has no depth going on!
And nothing to share...
But a blank thoughtless stare!
Someone like that...
Is often helped to pack!
Especially after many years,
Of being denied human contact!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Choice
right, wrong,
neat, or dirty
whatever that be
he goes for consistency
loved or unloved
hate, indifference,
reunion, departures
hellos
he goes for consistency
stay put and travel
silence noise
chaos pandemonium
he goes for consistency
moving on always moving on
with the earth in circles
revolving upon an orbit
always moving on and moving on
what choice does he have?
if he stays, he is left out
if he moves on, the horizon is edgeless
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Verb Of The Spirit
peace is not
the absence of war...
it is the presence
of life in all
of it's fullness!
never won by
guns and bombs...
achieved by letting go
of fear and ignorance.
peace begins within,
and then spreads,
when actions meet
the true heart's intent.
peace is a verb
of the spirit...
the answer to
the question not asked!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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There Will Be Substitutes
and for him to be alive for another year
he takes the substitutes for such absence
he justifies
this absence shall make my heart grow fonder
he looks at himself in the mirror
and feels the gloss of the glass on his face
the pain is there and it may subside a little bit
but it is there and it has always been there
and it will always be there
always
the substitutes heal the surface and makes a scar
the real pain inside keeps piercing
to the bottom
always and it has always been there
like a cancer of love always, always creeping, growing
there is no cure
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We do have a problem in this country. You can either make a movie and ignore that, or you can acknowledge it and say, this is the water that we're living in. You know this - the movie lives in this - it's centered around this particular problem, and I chose to acknowledge it.
quote by Nick Cassavetes
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