Without Benefit of a Thaw
I can be cold.
And can detail my reasons.
I can choose anger to sit...
And have that expressed,
As if I were a ventriloquist!
Without moving my lips...
Giving much attitude,
That could be felt!
Throwing my 'inner' voice about!
Wherever I am.
And with different sounds of pain.
I am gifted to suppress that...
And not show how deep that is.
I can be humorous about it too.
Entertaining the best of crowds.
Trust me,
I am very familiar with 'showbiz'.
However...
Don't patronize what you surmise,
As a shallow understanding...
Of life.
And how I live mine.
I understand too well!
I can be cold.
And can detail my reasons.
I can choose anger to sit...
And have that expressed,
As if I were a ventriloquist!
Without moving my lips...
Giving much attitude,
That could be felt!
Throwing my 'inner' voice about!
You would not know where to go,
To exit from my wrath.
But you will know when I am cold.
You ever hear the expression,
'If looks could kill? '
I will not take that kind of time.
In my mind...
You will just be frozen,
Out of existence.
Without benefit of a thaw!
And I do the best I can,
Not to stoop that low.
However...
There are always a few
Who choose to preview,
The presentation!
And I deliver to them their shivers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lifeline
Changing her colours shes off to the shore
She rides the soul train and he fight the law
Theres a power in his voice and it makes her feel so sure
So live and live in love
One day hell build a statue with his hands
So gentle when he tries to understand
This subterfuge he never really planned
Now youre living in the lifeline
Were moving
In the lifeline
Were walking
In the lifeline
Were throwing
So live and let live in love
Exchanging their letters their exits begun
With deathless precision hes aiming his gun
A democracy of sorts that justifies the sun
So live and let live in love
Neither has the ghost of a chance
Those decisions only can be made once
You never really know just what youre giving
Till youre living in the lifeline
Were moving
In the lifeline
Were walking
In the lifeline
Were throwing
He could have built a statue with his hands
So gentle when he tries to understand
You never really know just what youre giving
Till youre living in the lifeline
Were moving
In the lifeline
Were walking
In the lifeline
Were throwing to you
But Im not living
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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My mom was a ventriloquist and she always was throwing her voice. For ten years I thought the dog was telling me to kill my father.
quote by Wendy Liebman
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Gifted with Choices to Choose
Were you not...
Gifted with choices to choose.
And were you not...
Given what it is to refuse.
Were you not...
Happy.
Were you not...
Pleased,
To receive.
Were you not...
Doubting what it is you should do.
Were you not...
Undecided too.
And were you not...
A bit conflicted.
As you sat to give more time to reminisce.
You have a voice.
Did you use it or abuse it.
Did you voice,
Your objectives.
Or did you just complain and whine...
As you left those reasons you found behind.
Were you not...
Gifted with choices to choose.
And were you not...
Given what it is to refuse.
Were you not...
Happy.
Were you not...
Pleased,
To receive.
Like many who take for granted,
The air they breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cold Roses
The mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
We don't choose who we love
We don't choose
The lights over the Midway melt on the street
In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
She don't love who he choose
She don't need what she use
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
From underneath your bed you can't see the window
We don't choose what we see
We don't choose
Fortunate and angry just like a child
All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
We don't choose what we love
And she don't need what she got
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Either Now...Or Later!
You are correct.
I could not agree with you more.
I have not been in touch with you.
Nor have I bother to call,
In a few months.
You have a song and dance routine,
I've seen and heard consistently unchanged...
For years.
Your ears remain closed to suggestions,
I propose.
And you say my life lived is delusional.
Since I choose to be uplifted and positive.
I find it incredible that someone like you,
Who quotes from scriptures.
And speaks in tongues with such fortitude...
That God would not listen with the utmost attention!
And your life would then have less,
Of a negative judgemental attitude...
Needing you to address.
Unless God and what I have to you to mention,
Isn't returning to you what your ears wish to hear.
The messages sent to you are ignored.
And your understanding of God,
Is a comprehension for you that isn't near.
However...
One thing I know is absolutely certain!
I am not as nearly as patient as God.
I have yet to be gifted with that kind of time to waste.
Or chase you in games of hide and seek,
While you take notes as to which quotes to provoke.
You are correct.
I could not agree with you more.
I have not been in touch with you.
Nor have I bother to call,
In a few months.
And right now a dialtone given to you,
From the bottom of my giving heart...
Is the only 'thing' I can see useful to you I can offer.
At least in my generous giving of it to you...
You can choose to quickly call someone else?
Either now...or later.
Or elect to sit...
In your own undisturbed quietness!
To you I hope a peace of mind comes.
Either now...
To appreciate.
Or later...
When only God knows,
Whether of not...
If this has been to your advantage.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Attitude Dancing
(carly simon/jacob brackman)
Theres a new kind of dancing
Thats gonna be the rage
You just leave yourself behind
Like an actor on a stage
Cop a different pose
>from the pose youre in
Shine a different attitude
>from underneath your skin
Attitude dancing
Strut around the floor in a different attitide
Attitude dancing
Any attitude is the proper attitude
Attitude dancing
Dont be afraid to change your attitude
Attitude dancing
Free up your spirit with a new attitude
It dont even matter
If you stretch or shake
And it dont really matter
What moves your body makes
And it dont really matter
What steps you choose to do
Only one thing matters:
Thats your attitude
Your attitude, attitude dancing
Attitude dancing
Strut around the floor in a different attitide
Attitude dancing
Learn to move in another attitude
Attitude dancing
Find the groove in a new attitude
Attitude dancing
Dont be afraid of a new attitude
It dont really matter
What steps you choose to do
Only one thing matters:
Is your attitude
Your attitude, attitude dancing
Strut around the floor in a new attitude
Do the locomotion in a new attitude
Do the mashed potato in a new attitude
Do the hully gully in a new attitude
Find a role you like
Capture it and freeze
Then turn it around
A hundred and eighty degrees
Or if youre at a loss
Observe some natural dude
And turn into a mirror of his attitude
Attitude, attitude, attitude
Dancing
song performed by by Carly Simon
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The Dividing Line
There has always been a dividing line
But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it
And then you wonder why you fall
It cuts through the heart of every city
If you climb to the top of the highest building
You can see where it falls cause the streetlights stop
The colours start to change
You hear a voice inside you
Not the words that you wanted to hear
Not the things that you wanted to see hey, hey, hey, hey
In the comfort and safety of your own home
Remember those outside in the cold
And the wind and the rain
And take in your hands a little ray of light
And turn it into a beam that pierces the darkness of the night
There has always been a dividing line
But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it
Sometimes we believe if we close our eyes
The rain might wash it away
Thats why we stumble and we fall
Not the words that you wanted to hear
Not the things that you wanted to see hey, hey, hey, hey
When everything that you hold dear to you
Has finally faded away from your life
The last cold ray of sunshine slowly disappears
Round the corner of the building
And leaves you alone
When darkness covers the city and the streets are silent too
What will you turn to...
song performed by by Genesis
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Inside
Do you know the people fighting for your head?
What you think, the things you read and what you see.
What you hear and how you choose
Your buy from wrong.
Yeah I hear the sound of a coming new wave.
Have you ever been lonely?
Afraid to speak your mind?
Are you ever reminded to trust the voice inside?
Now I know the reasons for the other side,
And I see a different point of view this time.
I will be a stronger person if I try.
I will see the other side of this day.
Are they really controlling
The way you use your mind?
Are you ever reminded to trust the voice inside?
Have you ever been lonely?
Afraid to speak your mind?
Are you ever reminded to trust the voice inside?
song performed by by Queensryche
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That's Been Done
This time my time is mine.
It has been a long time since...
These days have commenced,
To be as I choose to live them.
And not emotionally committed...
To be where my devotion is misunderstood!
I had been conditioned to believe,
I had a life to live unselfishly.
And I did at the benefit...
Of my parents.
To find my mother totally giving.
And my dad a humorous wit.
They taught me early in life...
That a black man walking around,
With intelligence is not rare.
What is done with the gift is the challenge.
And I should live to dare the unknown.
Unafraid.
Although scared to death!
Some have chosen to poison themselves.
And have become very successful at it!
While others have selected to be between existences.
You know the type?
Unsatisfied with everything.
Participating in little...
But delivers demands with lofty expectations!
This time my time is mine.
It has been a long time since...
These days have commenced,
To be as I choose to live them.
And not emotionally committed...
To be where my devotion is misunderstood!
Not today!
That's been done.
Today...
Lawrence S. Pertillar can say,
'God?
However 'we' did it,
It has been done.
And I am grateful to know I'm blessed!
Caring less who thinks I am selfish.
Only You, My Father...
Only You,
Know what the real deal has been.
And I feel free not to stop and give explanations,
About the kind of life You have awarded me to live.
Not today!
That's been done.
And to Your satisfaction that leaves me happy! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Throwing It All Away
Need I say I love you
Need I say I care
Need I say that emotions,
Something we dont share
I dont want to be sitting here
Trying to deceive you
Cos you know I know baby
That I dont wanna go.
We cannot live together
We cannot live apart
Thats the situation
Ive known it from the start
Every time that I look at you
I can see the future
Cos you know I know babe
That I dont wanna go.
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Is there nothing that I can say
To make you change your mind
I watch the world go round and round
And see mine turning upside down
Youre throwing it all away.
Now who will light up the darkness
Who will hold your hand
Who will find you the answers
When you dont understand
Why should I have to be the one
Who has to convince you
Cos you know I know baby
That I dont wanna go.
Someday youll be sorry
Someday when youre free
Memories will remind you
That our love was meant to be
Late at night when you call my name
The only sound youll hear
Is the sound of your voice calling
Calling after me.
Just throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Theres nothing I can say
Were throwing it all away
Yes were throwing it all away...
song performed by by Genesis
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Throwing It All Away
Need I say I love you
Need I say I care
Need I say that emotions,
Something we dont share
I dont want to be sitting here
Trying to deceive you
Cos you know I know baby
That I dont wanna go.
We cannot live together
We cannot live apart
Thats the situation
Ive known it from the start
Every time that I look at you
I can see the future
Cos you know I know babe
That I dont wanna go.
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Is there nothing that I can say
To make you change your mind
I watch the world go round and round
And see mine turning upside down
Youre throwing it all away.
Now who will light up the darkness
Who will hold your hand
Who will find you the answers
When you dont understand
Why should I have to be the one
Who has to convince you
Cos you know I know baby
That I dont wanna go.
Someday youll be sorry
Someday when youre free
Memories will remind you
That our love was meant to be
Late at night when you call my name
The only sound youll hear
Is the sound of your voice calling
Calling after me.
Just throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Theres nothing I can say
Were throwing it all away
Yes were throwing it all away...
song performed by by Genesis
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We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances - to choose one's own way.
quote by Victor Frankl
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Heat And Ice Could Together Dwell
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
Oh I can be arrogant and I can be rude.
I can be tempermental and give attitude too.
I can be distant and be cold as hell.
Even though I've never understood how heat and ice,
Could together dwell.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
But when I'm pushed to the limit I can freeze and steam.
With a melting to eventually thaw,
To become someone's manipulated putty!
Showing a protective crust although within a soften dough.
And I hate it when its known I just puff to blow smoke.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose
I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...
poem by Johnny Walks
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Lovers, We Have
Someone's heart owned mine
but my heart's alone.
Someone's mind is always thinking
if he was on my own.
Someone's eyes have found me
but I guess I was blind.
Someone's lips are kissing mine,
but mine were cold, yet kind.
Someone's hand caress me...
though i thought I need not one.
But when your arms have found me,
I felt my strength's all gone.
Another's voice had called your name
but my heartbeat's have you heard.
and when her love was all she said,
you understand not a word.
It's funnily ironic but a sad one...
that lovers, we both have...
but love for them- none.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Why Have You Not Written Anything About the Jews?
Why have you not written anything about the Jews?
'Nothing about them motivates me to do so.'
They may regard that as anti-semitic.
'Have I expressed any hostilities? '
No!
'Any sense of discrimination? '
No!
'Have I expressed anything against them...
As a religious, ethnic or racial group? '
No!
Not at all.
Well...
They may regard that as anti-semitic.
Your nonchalance about their existence.
'Oh, please!
As a black man,
There is enough in my history for me to cry 'wolf'.
And use that as a means to scream 'discrimination'.
And they are good depicting themselves as victims,
Without the assistance of my input!
With the use of the media,
They have marketed their sufferings very well.
And everyone knows the black 'man' is the most hated,
On this planet.
And you don't think those comments,
Would be regarded as anti-semitic?
'I 'think' you are insisting an anti-semiticness.
For reasons to satisfy a campaign you'd like to address.
When everywhere there is a genocide affecting the lives,
Of black folks who have been denied their rights.
Those who have chosen to keep their eyes open,
Can see that.
With resources stolen from their lands...
To benefit the lives of those who choose
To call themselves white.
Or those who choose to comfortably pass.
So,
I am in no mood to be anti-semitic.
Nor to be baited to debate in ignorance with you.'
Humanity is being destroyed by those insecure.
And you have no comments about that?
'Is this how you go about initiating conflict? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Realizing Reality...
we have been filled
to the brim
our contents are overflowing
what is it that we can choose?
except to
empty what is full
to discard what we think we can
we do not rationalize anymore
there is simply no place for
this
at this time of the
state of our affairs
when we are moving without an exact direction
where we have to confess
that all our compasses
are broken
our fingers do not point
to the north
the skies are cloudy
and cold
in such a paradox
of cold
and heat
all co-existing
actually we must profess
that understanding had always
been at a loss
the confusion is gaining ground
and then we
begin to understand
we walk cool
there is no rush
our minds are empty
and we have
become
so confident
saying this is it
this after all is the truth of my existence
this purposeless life
this non-fulfillment
of desire
this luster lust
then we stand against the sunset
welcoming
whatever happens
what happens happens
and must happen
and what do we have
we have nothing
to lose
oh, pinch us
we are real now
we are not sands anymore
but stones
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Promise Kept Between Lovers (Oct 5th,2003)
I remember the day when
we found ourselves together
we delighted in our thoughts
we cherished the time together
we were alone in the moment
we were apart from everything going on around us
for but only those moments shared
we were ourselves
we were not some cold
heartless indestructible uncaring team
we felt love caring pain, emotion together
we knew each other in every way
we shared everything openly
At first we were different and were what they
thought we were
it was how we were that brought us together
but how we became that kept us together
The complications of everything happening
around us including our roles in it brought us apart
Like then, I choose to not bring
everything going on around us in
to taint our time spent together
I know not how you choose to remember things
but I choose to never forget
and to keep my promise
that we made to one another
I remember the day..
poem by Nicholas McDonough
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His Voice Only
Rest my voice...
In fast and scattered passages.
Too many choices,
My mind searches from within.
Let me hear His voice.
His voice only...
I choose for me now.
His voice only...
Let 'it' sink in!
Let me realize my eyes are His too!
To 'see' what it is I need,
And what I should and should not do!
My purpose and worth,
Will with Him increase.
I want to hear His voice only.
And let my life upon His wishes feast!
Rest my voice...
In fast and scattered passages.
Too many choices,
My mind searches from within.
Let me hear His voice.
His voice only...
I choose for me now.
His voice only...
Let 'it' sink in!
Deeper,
Within me somehow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Space I Want to Leave
No one to hold,
When the cold in me comes.
I am certain 'someone' is there.
But where,
Do I go...
To show this desire.
That waits for just that 'one'.
I am here...
In,
This place I choose not to be.
Feeling empty and alone.
With a need that fills in me.
I am here...
In,
A space I want to leave.
But who is that special one,
Who will believe...
I am a prisoner,
Of a hurt I breathe.
Dreams visit with wishes,
I have them to give.
My heart has given before.
I gave but was ignored.
I thought a love I had...
Would never go away.
But one day that forever,
Came and did not stay!
No one to hold,
When the cold in me comes.
I am certain 'someone' is there.
But where,
Do I go...
To show this desire.
That waits for just that 'one'.
I am here...
In,
This place I choose not to be.
Feeling empty and alone.
With a need that fills in me.
I am here...
In,
A space I want to leave.
But who is that special one,
Who will believe...
This deepness felt hurts so,
When the cold that holds wont go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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