Often They Do Exit From Them Alone
Whatever is whispered about them and said.
Those intolerant of an atmosphere,
Filled with pretentions.
And exit from them quickly.
Should not,
But often they do.
Exit from them alone!
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Exceptional Excellence Undenied
Tease the cooker!
But not too much.
Remember the cooker decides,
Whose taste buds will be satisfied!
And why...
If the cooker so chooses to apply,
An exceptional excellence undenied.
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Never Again
Once it has been peeled,
It will never be the same.
The feel of it is gone!
Even with a jacket and tie,
It will never again be recognized...
As an apple,
For anyone to eye as it was!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Things We Come To Love To Do
Those things we come to love to do,
Must be kept those things we love.
Once we begin to make excuses,
To put aside those things we love to do...
We begin to love less the life we live!
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Captured By The Game
Doesn't it seem as though,
As quickly as love is given and admitted...
A testing of how deep it is begins.
To question if the hunter who hunted,
Had actually been captured by the game.
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Throwing the Bums Out
Throwing the bums out...
Will accomplish one thing.
An end of tourism.
And noticeable vacancies.
Leaving still no remedy,
For an economy that suffers...
Even deeper than done previously.
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Easier To Do
What point is there to be made,
To repeatedly acknowledge...
Those who sabotage themselves,
With the hopes one day they will be embraced...
By the ones who find their jobs easier to do.
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The Only Monk Keyed
The monk...
He has the key!
Does that make him,
The only monk keyed who sees?
Inspired by:
Mr. Duncan Wyllie
'Hi Duncan,
Thought I would have some fun with your poem,
'He Sees'.'
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On a Bed of Romaine
On a bed of Romaine,
Sliced avocado.
Garden tomatoes.
Fresh cucumbers.
Celery and carrots...
Kissed by,
Vadalia Onion Dressing.
And topped with raisins.
Blanketed,
By an awaiting tongue.
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Nobody Wins
We do ourselves an injustice,
By demeaning the efforts of our own!
And when that is done,
Nobody wins...
Or can say they have won!
And the values we condone,
Diminish by what is shown!
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