Poetry

If…Just If

If….
Just if.
If I reached toward you,
would you pull me forward?
If I ran and jumped from the cliff,
would you flap your wings and catch me?
If I began to flap the wings you gave me,
would you glide beside me?
If I said I need you,
would you say I have you?
If I was just a figment of your imagination,
would you dream of me forever?
If you were my radiant angel would you eternally guard me?
If…
Just if I said I Love you,
would you say you love me 2….

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Poetry

I Spy

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I Spy with my little eye

Cell Phone footage depicting a young man die

Video of a people yelling WorldStar!! Instead of Why?

 

I Spy with my little eye

Tiny Cameras making violence a spectacle to see

With cheap data plans it’s damn near for free

 

I spy with my little eye

A society in need of rebooting

Especially after the addition of 9 more angels after a church shooting

 

I spy with my little eye

A world desensitized to acts of vulgarity and malice

A world where to many focus on achieving suction on their phallus

 

I spy with my little eye

A world where the youth are stolen and slain

A sick act that leaves families forever in pain

 

I spy with my little eye

A world ripe with sin

Sin that transcends the limits of the color of skin

 

I spy with my little eye

Tiny Cameras that capture the distrust of law enforcement

Showcasing the individuals of police brutality endorsement

 

I spy with my little eye

Fear and uncertainty in the worlds little eyes

All asking is this the day one of my friends dies?

 

I spy with my little eye

A world sick and deranged

And I ask you cell phone camera, is it too late for us to change?

 

Poetic Ice

 

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Things Vet Techs Don’t Like Vol 10

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The clenched fist says it all right. It’s a sign of pure rage in this case. This job is going to forever make me say “Why do we allow humans to procreate?”

Well since we can’t stop that I can still rant right? You all won’t hold that against me? Don’t think you will so here goes for the tenth time in a row, Things Vet Techs Don’t Like!!!!!!

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1. MAGGOTS!!!!!!

You see that picture above… It’s a fly. A creepy, disgusting, and annoying little housefly. It lives it’s life in relatively short stages. They start as disgusting little eggs that hatch into a larval stage known commonly as Maggots. Now being a veterinary technician you see all sorts of gross things. soy one becomes conditioned, hardened if you will. But very few vet techs clock in and are ready to see maggots spewing from an abnormal orifice on someone’s pet. Seriously WHAT THE F**K?….. okay got that out. Now let me clarify my rage. if it’s a stray animal that was wounded and then maggots set up shop and some good Samaritan brings it in to have it treated or put to sleep then fine we’ll deal with the grossness with nose plugs and gloves. But the flip side to that is that select group of people who bring in their pet who have maggots falling out of them stating “this just happened today” . If you are a pet owner who cares for their pet then why the hell didn’t you notice a wound on your pet that now is festering and has tons of maggots burrowing through it and eating your pet alive? Not only is this disgusting it’s so rag inducing that it makes me tremble with anger….

Disclaimer: I know that sometimes some pets get out, or run away and accidents happen, and one may not find their pet before something like this happens. This is not a rant towards those who have gone through those unfortunate mishaps.

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2. Inventory 

inventory: Noun, a complete list of items such as property, goods in stock, or the contents of a building as defined by the dictionary.

Inventory: Verb: An act that veterinary technicians perform to self induce madness by taking count of every possible product in the building.

Inventory: Adjective, Word to describe pure and unadulterated hate and rage in a nice way. a synonymous term for trying to find shit that doesn’t exist within the clinic that should.

Nuff’ said.

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3. LIQUOR

In this job, especially the emergency portion of it we seem to encounter our fair share of liquor. Now don’t get me wrong plenty of vet techs can agree that a nice cold one after a long day’s work is a great thing, but while you’re clocked in you don’t want to smell or see liquor or it’s remnants. If you come into the clinic somewhat buzzed or full on plastered it’s not a good thing. History gets skewed, and facts will be disoriented, and you’re overly emotional in a time when you need to be calm. Sometimes its down right embarrassing to see an adult acting like an idiot in public or doing idiotic things.  The other side of the liquor spectrum is if you bring in a pet that is suffering from alcohol poisoning I personally think of you as the scum of the Earth. Not only is it asinine, it’s animal abuse which is punishable by law lest we forget. So if you are coming into my clinic giggling about your dog being drunk while this poor animal, a member of your family, is now suffering and may die, don’t expect me to be all bright and cheery with you in the exam room. Quite frankly, to Hell with your feelings, your animal suffering is all i’m concerned about, and if we can prevent any major or long lasting issues then I hope the law is called and you are punished for it…. Jerk-off

Well… there you have it folks that’s volume 10 of Things Vet Techs Don’t Like. That’s my 2 cents on this madness called Veterinary Medicine. Pass it along.

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Sleep Vison

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Nocturnal visions, or dreams are some of the most powerful forms of imagery on this earth. Being a writer, I draw a lot of inspiration from my dreams. But sometimes dreams are so powerful they are confusing or immensely frightening that wake us in a cold sweat. Now I say frightening but I dont mean a nightmare. I mean a series of images that are truly a fear inducing dream. I see a nightmare as a blast of one fearful event to another, but a frightening dream sucks you into this world of false security then you’re dragged through a fear so damn real that you can’t function. One is left immobile as it slowly releases its grip on your mind

, and you are wiping sweat and trying to figure out what you just witnessed.

I’m a member of the Christian faith so dreams of certain images are very moving. Dreaming of seeing the saviour, Jesus Christ,  is one that often brings people to tears. But dreams of the Christianity end times event, the Apocalypse, is what brings you to wake in terror. Some have been moved to start cult and spread mass fear and paranoia because of their dreams.

I won’t be doing that but I did have a dream of the end. The sky burned a deep crimson then was blacked in a thick cloud cover. Beings of pure light and beauty walked amongst us, angels, and they started taking people to heaven. Others engaged in warfare with demons that frothed out of cracks in the earth. War lasted years, and all the while the hands of the lord would part the clouds and smite the demons that were too powerful for the angels, or to gather more wayward souls and take them to heaven. This dream seemed to last forever and I can’t even begin to describe how terrifying those demons were. I was wrapped up in a battle with angels at my back and demons bearing down on me until the hand of creation ushered me from the battlefield and into the clouds. It ended well, but being in that battle and seeing what I did was the scariest thing I’ve ever witnessed. I’m still trying to process what I just dreamt and what it could mean truly.

Have you ever had a frightful dream that just rips your psyche a new one then releases you to think about it all day? Let me know

Thats my 2 cents on the matter

Poetic Ice

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Poetry

I need power

All my life I pray for his power

To call on I’m in need this hour
So I can fix your ignorance this hour
I live
I laugh
I love with you, lessons in every heartbeat/
Only to die from your display of cold heat/
The irony of your strong weakness/
The prognosis of my admiration is full of bleakness/
You are supposed to accept
But you’re acting inept
You give unconditional love
But lately it’s conditional  adversity in a spiked boxing glove/
All my life I pray for his power
To call on I’m in need this hour
So I can fix your ignorance this hour
You constantly beat my heart into the ground/
Until she sits on and island without a sound/
Where’s the love?
Is it above?
Yeah, on an angel’s breast
But right now
 your of a devil’s loin
Steadily flipping more than a coin
Damn she can’t feel the it
The love, passion, bonding, nope not shit/
Really?
You flip the script from the page I had it on for 23yrs?/
Really?
Now you kick off the training wheels and switch gears/
Really?
Did you ever think I’d be trying to defend you in tears?
No, but now that my heart tears, tears into pieces for you/
I love you but all I can say is
All my life I pray for his power
To call on when I’m in need this hour
So I can fix your ignorance this hour
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Pain for Love

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Somehow you always seem to validate your visceral viciousness

Your smile is nothing more than slight of hand hiding the bared fangs

your actions are the catalyst to the chemical reaction called rage

yet you always want someone on your same page

a contradiction in itself since it’s you who is always against

to be around you is to be loved and pained

to listen to you is to feel at a loss and full of gain

Friend, foe, tyrant, or liberator, no one knows what you are

the definition of enigma, you reset the bar

you inhale my love, to exhale you malice!

then grow confused when I flee down the hole like Alice

Even the mysteries of Wonderland are more straightforward

and even still i find myself craving just one more word

through the confusion you bring I’ll rise up above,

just to have that one thing from you… your love

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Happy Mother’s Day

april-723022_640  Good morning world, and more importantly Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful mother’s out there! As I’ve been working hard at finishing my next novel and writing random poetry I realized that I would be at work when Mother’s day started. I’d be at work when Mother’s day ended. The place I wouldn’t be is with my mother for the duration of the day.

I’m 26 years old, at least that’s what my wife and driver’s license says, and this is the first year that I’ll not be within short distance of my mother on this day. It’s a different feeling knowing that I won’t be able to hug and kiss my mom, and cater to her all the day long, but it does have one perk. It gives me a chance to appreciate all the things that Rhoda Hemingway has done for me. It gives me a chance to revel in the memories of my mother’s lessons in life and all the good times. Even the bad times are worth remembering because they never lasted. My mom never allowed negativity to last long for me because she hated to see her kids down.

Next to life, love is the most amazing gift that a mother is going to give you. Not to gloat, but my mom has the market cornered on love she is the end all be all lover of her family. My mom would at any given time give her all to make my sister and I happy. My mom spent countless hours listening to me ramble on about nothing as a child. indulging in hours of conversation about comic books and games as I got older. Supported me countless times in my endeavors as an undergrad as well as dealing with my attitude that I had that was almost unbearable. Since it’s mother’s day we’ll say I got that from Dad’s side of the family haha. No matter how much of an ass I could be Rhoda never falter in her love and adoration for me. Once adulthood took it’s toll and I leveled out into a normal human being she was right there with a smile as if to say I knew the man I raised was in there some where.

My mother is a born leader, not meant to follow any path but her own, and I can only pray that I’m half the awesome person she is. She’s a fighter, a warrior of love. Whether it was the fight to put me into a preschool program when I was only three because she knew I was smart enough, fighting to keep me going to the same school as my friends when the city tried to send me to another, or instilling the will to fight for myself when a college professor told me I wasn’t ready to take their class and I would fail, my mother is a warrior for her kids. No matter what choice I’ve made or path I’ve taken, I never took a step alone. Don’t confuse that with being led by hand through life. My mother when the time was right stepped aside and let me walk my own path, I just never had to look far for my mother’s love or help. I’m grateful to have such a woman in my life. You should be grateful for your mothers too!

I love you so much mama, I hate that I can’t be with you today, but I assure you that I’ll be with you soon. I love you mom. I love you sooooo much! Happy Mother’s Day!!!

-LeTavious “Poetic Ice” Hemingway

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Wife

The greatest pleasure is to be near you
But you’re much more than a dream come true
You’re the fuel to my fire of life
You are my own divine being, my wife
A warrior of love standing with me on life’s battleground
Armed with a kiss that is beyond profound
A kiss that heals your soul
A kiss that makes me feel whole
Incredible is a good word to describe you
A woman of pure honesty, a trait belonging to few
Beautiful like no other
I want to spend life with you, make you a mother
You my wife are pure love
My divine love that keeps me above
Above the struggles we endure on Earth
Your love gave me a sense of self worth
You’re a hero who used love to save me
My sexy queen, you set me free
You are the best part of my life
I love you my gorgeous wife

Poetic Ice

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Wedding Ring

The Mysticisms of the never ending circle amazes me

Yet the unyielding power of that wedding ring is easy to see

The ring, its power so profound

With this ring I bid thee spellbound

It has to be the magic of love to one moment make you weightless

Then sap all your strength and make you breathless

When you’re apart there is no weight greater than this ring

When together there is no harm to you anyone can bring

The love behind the ring will make you numb to pain

It will help you find the joy in the rain

It’s pure power behind this small circular ting

There is truly mysticism behind the wedding ring.

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