Author Archives: poeticice

Poetry

Her Soul

thap6u68w3

The eyes are the window to the soul

Within hers I see love

In its purest form, it radiates a powerful luminance

But when they tear that light starts to dim

When I regale them my core feels grim

It pains me to see love Necrose to despair

The love now seeps out with a glare

Sadness now corrupts the purity of her gaze

Because over and over again her heart has been razed

The eyes are the window to the torn soul

Within hers I see it begging to be whole

I vow to complete her so I dive into her heart

To the deepest chasm is where I’ll start

From the sadness onslaught I’ll defend

Slowly the soul will mend

Fixing every layer without stop

My job isn’t done until we have love on top

The eyes are the window to the soul

Maintaining the love in hers is my goal.

-Poetic Ice

Standard
Poetry

5 minutes to slip into Darkness 

5 Minutes to slip into Darkness
It’s now 1:25

I guarantee if you haven’t by now you won’t make it out alive

i’ve done my best

to keep the darkness at rest

but i can’t help but unleash him to have fun

he’ll rip and rend the fabric of reality until it comes undone

as my older brother would say, it’s a murder-death-kill-homicide

but why think so small when it could be a hate crime-assault-genocide

one such as my darkness could bring the human race to extinction’s brink

and when he’s done he’ll just gently wash his hands in the sink

I know you may wonder how words such as these come so easy

you never realized that my nice side just makes me queasy

yup it’s official i switched over

the world has no luck even if you have a silly clover

i’ve tried to deal with the world as an agent of light

now the world will have to deal with me as an agent of fright

now it’s 1:30

Humph, and by the time you read this I hope your soul feels dirty.
this is the result of a bad day……a fall from grace

a desire to take your face

and simply put it in it’s place………. under my timberland.
-Poetic Ice

Standard
Poetry

Candlelight


Up all day just to work all night

Dealing with those fearing. Hurricanes might/

When the sun rises the world is still devoid of light/

It makes it joyous to come home to breakfast by candlelight/

The warmth of the ration intensifies by the flame/

Thanking your loved one by whispering their name/

It’s this flame that makes it worth continuing this game/

This simple gesture of light in the dark is to blame/

As the storm passes and the sun is in sight/

Remember when your whole world was simply candlelight/
-Poetic Ice

Standard
Poetry

The Dragon and The Dame

9d6b5d06f7c4bffd9f95481466610a71

The Dragon and The Dame

We know it all too well, The story of the Dragon and the Dame

In which she was confident the beast she would tame

But she fell prey to the monster’s eyes

So lost she couldn’t tell the truth for the lies

It started as a venture to save his life

He bared his fangs, threatened with claws

She took it in stride, analyzing his flaws

This daily battle oddly filled her with relief

Already she was trapped behind the Dragon’s teeth

Becoming victim to love’s bondage

Her pure heart was a willing hostage

She was warned, this was a corrosive gave

Heed them she did not, as she was drunk off his intoxicating flame

A flame that scorched her very soul

Turning to ash in his hands was her role

She loved him & his corruption, loved him to death

A smoldering end was all that was left

Another dame gone, his daft flame had spoken

But this one was one too soon, and left the Dragon broken

He realized too late, you shouldn’t destroy what you love

He was toxic, he made a crow from a dove

He was corrupt, but she didn’t hesitate to save

But his only concern was turning her heart into his slave

Without her the beast felt meager and meek

His toxic heart deliberately grew weak

Scales withered to decay, the end is nigh

Without the healing of the Dame, the Dragon did die

The self-corrosion was abated by the naïve dame

But his own nature killed her and himself all the same

Tale as old as time, this vicious circle never ends

The game will just change players, and begin again

 

Standard
Poetry

Missing your Pet

From the moment we locked eyes

My heart ascended into the skies

Oh the countless times I nuzzled your muzzle

You were the final piece to my life’s puzzle

My amazing little rambunctious ball of fur

Who would’ve imagined you would make my heart stir

Every step of the way I watched your paws grow

Conquering each day with a new story in tow

Constant wondering if you’ll ever be fully obedient

Accepting your hair as a fundamental food ingredient

Saying less you when you sneeze

Talking to you put my soul at ease

That’s why it saddens me to be left behind

When you crossed that rainbow bridge for the color blind

I send you my love and hope angels rub you behind the ears

I hope you’re making friends, you know sniffing rears

But while you’re frolicking in fields seeing all there is to see

Please my love, don’t forget about me

Remember the frustrations in the tub

Cherish each and every belly rub

How we played with ice in sweltering heat

How I wasn’t supposed to, but snuck you many treats

I know it’s temporary but thinking of you makes me sad

But you were a treat to my life, so to have had you makes me glad

-Poetic Ice

To have known the love of a pet, and to have lost that pet is one of most painful things to go through in your life. But that furry friend of yours knows that you will smile again, and that’s exactly what they want. Remember Pets were put on this earth to teach you how to love, once their job is done they are called home. Never forget that love, and smile…

53415a3bbd354cfafefc8430b17d8d73

Standard
Poetry

Nocturnal

Beautiful-Night-Sky-Wallpaper-1080p

When the sun is asleep

The nightmares begin to creep

The restraints on your soul loose

Around your neck slips the noose

Somber silence saps sanity

Giving rise to cerebral calamity

Anarchy runs rampant in the vortex of the night

Teaching you that doing unspeakable wrong is the only way to live right

Bedlam is life so go have destructive fun

But be oh so quiet, you’ll wake the sun

Too late, over the horizon comes its rays

Your soul returns, free from the haze

Bound one again to your physical form

Sanity once again is the norm

Again you have to survive a day and its pains

To see another night where chaos reigns

 

Standard
world observations

Things Vet Techs Don’t Like volume 17

A time comes in a techs life when they honestly lose their sanity and contemplate a few things:

1. Mischief 

2. Blackout rage

3. Rage filled rant

So the public is lucky we choose number three more often than not. Let’s get into it again!


Flea Infestation 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They make my soul itch! I repeat the over abundance of this parasitic pest on a pet/me MAKES MY SOUL ITCH!!!! Oh my god this is straight out of a horror movie. You part fur and a sea of jumping demons flee the pet and invade your clinic and YOUR body! It’s inevitable, when you start to eradicate the demons they flee to you, in your clothes, in your hair, in your facial hair, in your shoes, IN. YOUR. SOUL! Think about that …. Fleas all over you, jumping and biting…. You’re welcome for that dark image.

This is How You Do Your Job

I think I’ve covered this but I had a situation recently that opened this wound up. A client wields this power in their minds that tell them they can walk into your establishment and change your entire protocol and policies. This includes pricing, and what staff will be present for their services. So as a vet tech we wield this actual power called Reality. Once we use it on said delusional infidel they lose their minds and become demons that rain down their dragon breath of “I’m not paying this, or you’ll give this medication without a diagnostic test or an exam because I said so!” Oh and my personal favorite “With all the money I spent in this place…”

That last phrase is a kicker for me. You may be a “good” client but your contribution doesn’t pay the clinics bills in its entirety. Stop acting like you are buying stock in the clinic with every visit. Don’t come into a vet clinic and tell people how to do their jobs and for what price they are going to do it it’s rude, infuriating, and it’s not going to help you situation in the long run.

Tears

Let’s take a moment to acknowledge our loved ones that we have lost over the years. Let’s send love to the love ones we have sent over the rainbow bridge. Let’s shed the tears for the furry sons, daughters, brothers, and sisters that we have lost. Tears. They will fall profusely like a broken faucet with the water pressure turned up. But I hate them so, lord knows I do, but we techs and veterinarians cry the hardest when we lose family. Each tear is a memory of love, learning, happiness, and even rage we’ve had with the family we lost. The tears water log our hearts and try to drown us in sorrow, but we have a duty to our loved ones. It’s now more than ever they want us to smile and remember the love they chose to share with us. They are wagging their tails/nubs or purring away at the thought of the love they left you with. If you are reading this then I know your pain and I’m here for you. We Hate tears!!! But the sorrow is temporary. The love is eternal.

Be strong and the smile will return, I promise

-Poetic Ice

Standard
world observations

Why debunk Black Lives Matter?


Why is it that people are posting “debunking” videos or going out of their way to insist “black loves matter” is wrong…. These facts about other races being killed are public record and accessible to anyone, that’s not the point of it all. We know which demographic has more deaths… We also know what demographic makes up a larger portion of the population do the number of those killed would be proportionately larger than those of black races. Black lives matter isn’t a rally cry to say “Hey, I’m black and my life matters, not yours.” It’s a yell out to the world that Black lives haven’t mattered and we want you to see that it does just as much as yours! Black lives matter doesn’t need to be debunked. It needs to be taken just as seriously as all other lives. The loss of life for senseless reasons is the loss of sentience. Even animals don’t kill for the sake of killing, it’s for a reason.

So yes I will post Black lives matter and not feel ashamed or like I’m saying something against other races. I will continue to denounce the debunking of “black lives matter” and question the motives of those who feel the need to post such things to these social media vehicles.
I was raised by a family who went through the happiness and hell of the 60’s 70’s and so on. They taught me to see character not color, even though they lived in a time that could have easily molded them into racial hate mongers. I implore you to do the same and not get bogged down by the words Black Lives Matter.
Love you all,
LeTavious “Poetic Ice” Hemingway, a man who wants to see the end of violence and the birth of colorblind love!

Standard