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Poetry

Headlights

I saw you in the headlights of your Altima today

Your visage shook me and my legs began to sway

To bask in your radiant glow is not something I expected to do

Just reminds me of how much I miss you

I’m not the only one, so I try to keep quiet 

But I crumbled in front of your Altima, and I couldn’t deny it

Blinded by you in the headlights, eyes weeping for my brother

Sad for this world, knowing there will never be another 

With a hollow smile I will tell your legend to your God Kids

But i still envision you driving that Altima when I close my eyelids….

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Till Death Do Us Part

Bond by rings eternal, till death do us part

Rings fall from fingers, hearts cease to start

Souls linked together, as long as we have life

Yet somehow I died and loss my wife

It begins with the finality of death do us part

An allusion to failure from the start 

Caustically crisp, concise contract of I Do

A curse if never uttered may have saved you

Till death do us part means I’m an Undead

Seeking love I’ll never find to keep my soul fed

A ravenous zombie, hopeless and lost

Praying my innocent loves don’t pay the cost

Till death do us part, simply a fallacy 

A Union that ups relationship mortality 

I wish my soulless eyes saw this happening

Then I would have loved you eternally, without that wedding ring

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Muscle Memory

It takes 5-53 muscles to smile

Heartbreak only requires 1

With you I could handle any work any style 

Without you my soul is done

Muscles withered and wasting away

A soul too weak to thrive

A dead love that kept darkness at bay

A heart ruptured and barely alive

The muscles remember when things were good

They ache for those days to return

But the soul has weakened more than it should

Now the muscles eternally burn

Weakness is my way for a while

No strength to even look to the sun…

It takes 5-53 muscles to smile….

…Heartbreak only requires 1.

-Poetic Ice-

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Happy boy, Sad man

My sweet spring bore a bitter winter

But I can’t recall where my life began to splinter/

I was loved, was the happiest of progeny

Now it seems I’m employed by the depression agency/

This surely wasn’t my life’s plan…

Happy boy, Sad man….

My fragrant breeze of spring beget a pungent gale of winter/

But when did my smile burn to cinders?

I had the entire world, in control of its motion

Now I don’t even master my emotion

Disheartened, broken head of my clan,

The Happy Boy, and Sad Man

-Poetic Ice

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Journey To Parenthood, Poetry

New Arrivals

I am anxious to meet you
My young black queen
My heart flutters for you
Awaiting your arrival on the scene
My little Hemingway Girl born of Me
Just thinking of it makes me cheese!
Truly your reign will be one to see!
I already know I’m going to bend how you please
I just can’t wait to hold you
Already loving you so much
I am so anxious to meet you
I can’t wait for you to know your Daddy’s touch

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Tribute to the Sun

As long as the sun illuminates my eyes

I’ll have the insatiable desire to plant in the garden between your thighs

Oh to press my warm lips to the petals of your delicate rose

Gently drinking your life dew as my nature grows

With every sip I shiver as I anticipate diving in your river

Using every inch of my power to make the bed quick until you quiver

Something we’ve done countless times before, yet always feels new

Our bodies screaming in ecstasy as i dive into you

Ravaging your soul all night until the job is done

So we can offer up our orgasm as tribute to the morning sun

-Poetic Ice

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My Black Rose

My beautiful melanated rose

Each thorn contains a different facet of my prose

Entire worlds fall from each prominent promising petal like dew

Roots dug deep and searching to entangle and enrich hearts anew

Stretching towards the sun trying to seize each day

Fighting hard not to wither away

Life happens, Dew dries, and petals fall

life’s parasites tear at the roots and begin to gnaw

Roots snap, the will of the stem starts to bend

Ebony petals adorn the earth

growing crisp as they forget their worth

worlds grew dark as the dew dried

life happened and the black rose died

The creative energy is ravenous and will always generate a need

The black rose will sprout again, as life destroys, it has also provided a seed

-Poetic Ice

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Unchained Beauty

I often find it hard to believe you are a mortal like me
For you are an ethereal beauty for all to see
A gorgeous and tranquility inducing soul
A deity who’s love has been my goal
To behold your beauty is more than I’ll ever deserve
Just being around you sets fire to every nerve
Such is your beauty, I want to keep it all to me
But in order for you to flourish, I know you must always be free…

-Poetic Ice-

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Farewell 2021, Welcome 2022

Two thousand twenty one A.D.

Ripped, tore, tarnished and burned every part of me/

Lawful crime, politics, and pandemics

All harmed our souls with their gimmicks

2021 is a bitch I want to cast away

Bring in 2022 for a welcome stay!

21 was rife with death, stench foul

With so many tears soaked in I couldn’t throw in the towel

It was too heavy like my heart

Dazed and confused I didn’t know where to start/

But come the first you’re dead to me 21

Wish I could say it’s been fun

I’m jumping into 2022

Emotional pounds? Yeah I’m shedding a few

I’m leaving you behind, stuck in the view rear!

Be blessed world, Happy New Year!

-Poetic Ice

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Take My Call

Hello, operator I’d like to place a call to Heaven

I want to ask Saint Peter a question, in fact I’m Begging

You see, he allowed my parents in, and I don’t know what to do

I was so unprepared for this I still try to call home at a quarter past two

Who would’ve thought I’d crave their guidance even as a grown man

Even thought they raised me up, I don’t think I’m ready to lead my own clan

I know In my heart I don’t have a choice

please Saint Peter, I want them to hear my voice

I want to tell them I love them

I want to say I need them

I want them to see their grandson, a real Phenom

I just want one more chance to say I love you to my mom

Saint Peter I beg of you, you can have my all!

Just name your fee, and accept my call!

My eyes burn from all these tears

Because my reality has become one of my greatest fears!

I’ll pray and do good deeds days 1-7

Just please take my call in heaven….

Poetic Ice

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