Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Each breath one is blessed to breathe,
With a cycle that rewards with an inhaling...
That is exhaled to release in an exchange that repeats,
Is new.
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You've got me,
Trembling as if I am blind of sight.
And afraid to move around in my own space...
Feeling out of place,
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The mind.
The body.
And every muscle,
Connected...
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We've been extremely successful,
In isolating ourselves...
With a creation of a lifestyle,
That best reflects 'our' values and traditions.
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A person's worth,
Isn't in their ability...
To obtain worldly possessions.
Or in the quality of them.
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86 years old,
Today my Daddy Larry...
Would have celebrated on this day.
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Don't wonder about it!
Things have changed for you,
Dramatically.
Especially...
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We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
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Reality is closing in on them.
And they are doing their best,
To protect their pretentions.
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For those that can not tell the difference between,
The kumquat trees and the blueberries.
Or the lettuce from tomatoes...
And must ask why bees buzz?
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