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Poetry

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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Poetry

Death to a Midsummer Night’s Dream

 

An autumn wind blows carrying a chill

instilling my soul with a fall flavored thrill

Its the time when I truly beam

It’s the Death of a midsummer night’s dream!

Bring on the summer’s end

it’s time for the tree limbs to shake and bend

The time has come for summer to take its final breath

bring on the cider and cinnamon, the flavor of summer’s death

slide Fall’s dagger into Lady Summer’s heart

Queen Autumn’s reign is about to start

Quake the trees and let the leaves drop

blot the sun and let the heat stop

She brings cool winds and bonfires to all

Its time for a few months of Fall

A symphony of orange and yellow is the world’s new theme

The theme of A Midsummer Night’s Dream

-Poetic Ice-

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Poetry

Get This Work (NSFW)

NSFW: Not Safe For Work. If you wouldn’t want your boss reading this over your shoulder read it alone. (Honestly, this is mild, its a warning of whats coming down the pipeline, Enjoy)

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Come here girl get this work

Work on this dick, show me that twerk

I’m not being nice I wanna crash then walls

I need the sound of moaning all through the halls

I’m gonna work until you cum, don’t you fret

I’m bout to slide all through your wet

I can’t wait to give you every piece

I’m gonna beat that thing numb, enjoy your sexual feast

 

Poetic Ice

 

Honestly just flexing my poetry muscles here, and please believe more to come.

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Poetry

Addicted

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I need you hooked on me

Licking your lips when you think of me

Craving my touch on your soul

Needing me to fill you to make you whole

I’m your heroin coursing through your veins

Give yourself to me, let me take the reins

Let me deep into you, numbing you like novocaine

Giving you them good sweet tea kisses when you ride that sugar cane

Your love is too good I had to trap you

Every chance I get, I’m going to hit your spot and burst through

There is no need for you to feel conflicted

When it comes to me, you’re addicted

 

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world observations

Poetic Ice lives! (And is on YouTube Now!)

As the title implies, I am alive and back to writing again! I have grown a lot in my absence as a man, a husband, writer, and vlogger now. I posted a poem a few weeks ago, Can I Live?, and it was a relief to my psyche to be able to express myself as well as tackle a social issue that still plagues this country. I missed being able to write and share my feelings with the world. As an author/poet/blogger I want nothing more than for the world to see and feel something from my work. This is the start of me reclaiming my former talent and share it with the world. Expect more from me and hopefully by the end of summer (September or October) I’ll be pumping out a poetry book!

Another large part of my life now is the YouTube page that my wife and I run! You can check it out here: Dee & Lee: Married Couples Chronicles, mukbangs, pranks and more

This YouTube channel is all about a couple having fun together and loving life. we also had out relationship advice in a fun and often funny way, on your show, Married Couple Chronicles. I implore you even if you aren’t in a relationship to check out our YouTube page it has something for anyone looking for a laugh or out to try something new! Please go Subscribe to your channel and join our family!

Thanks for following my blog! It means a lot to me, Expect more to come asap!

love,

Poetic Ice

The Hemingways

The love of my life, my reason for living

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Poetry

Anxiety Attack

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Unconscious, sleep/
Lost in a dream deep/
Images, vivid/
All induce rage, Make you livid/
Pressure, chest/
Demons put its integrity to the test/
Soul, drain/
As your essence is consumed you feel pain/
Cognitive, anxiety/
Rapid breaths, falling tears, but no help from society/
Help, None/
Without aid in this land of no sun/
Life, Hack/
Demons have decoded you and you’re under attack/
Fear, immense/
Your adrenaline pumps as your throat closes, intense/
Degenerating, health
You’re starting to go black, losing since of self/
Enemy, Fed/
Sated on your life force leaving you dead/
Sun, Bright/
You awake, soul bombarded with light/
Cough, Hack/
No clue why, but you just survived a slumbering anxiety attack/

Poetic Ice

 

 

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Poetry

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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warning

See all those people I encounter from 9-5 only know Lee

They don’t know that knowing Tavious may come with a fee

Tavious is that one guy you aren’t really ready to see

But sometimes you motherfu- won’t let me be

 Tavious wears Lee’s Halo, but flies with black wings

With a mere utterance I could cripple kings

Yet I have to put up with all that your attitude and you bitching about things?

Can you even comprehend the rage that brings?

 Lee will smile, but Tavious craves to punch you in the face

It’s just what you need to remind you that you don’t run this place

You’re nothing more than a phallic-less disgrace

You’ve rallied the monster and my sanity can’t keep pace

 Simply put, fuck you

My world would have been better without you

This will be the last time Lee will cede to you

Because next time Tavious will burn the world down around you

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You’ve been warned,

Poetic Ice

 

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My Poetry

My poetry

It’s been a while, I’ve been too nice
The world almost forgot about Ice
Poetically gifted
coming to you live with the bullshit sifted
the world bores me with it’s rhyming game
these people are becoming mentally lame

Yes my old has improved since I got a wife
My eternal Sun, the love of my life
but I’m still the poetic king of the east
I’m still the word smith, ink bleeding beast
Still able to fill your world with light
or tear your psyche asunder with my pen’ might

poetry is the battlefield of light and dark
sharpened halo’s & flaming pitch forks leave their mark
Both sides pulling, claiming you as one of them
is my pen of demonic allegiance or the seraphim?
I guess this pen will create a fallen angel’s wings
creating verses meant to be spoken by kings

one or two fans will never suffice
The whole world will know Poetic Ice

-Poetic Ice

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Off kilter

Something is a bit off
I am slightly out of my cran-I-um
But I don’t really see the pro-b-lem
But do you I ask?
Tell me what that is
C’mon there is no harm in spea-king
Isn’t control over my choices what you’re see-king
Is it that bad that when you see me you see-king?
Or is it you’re trying to stop your invite to my Carn-I-Val
Cuz you’re a meal for the cerebral Carn-I-vore!
Go ahead and enter there’s so much more
Get over stimulated by my mind
Take it all in and leave blind.
Or just blinded by my cre-a-tivity
I promise you’ll get the full worth of your free admission
For the amount of you that lose sanity I get a commission.
Hahaha I guess something is a bit off
Because I achieve true sat-is-faction from throwing you off!

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