Victor Mendez
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Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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THE CUP:
Crazy how some writings you can recall clearly where and why you wrote it. I was working in car sales at the time and sometimes sitting and waiting is part of the job. The desk was one of those tan, faux woodgrain desks found in anytown USA. My coffee cup sat in front of me and caught my eye and I just felt a kinship in its patient waiting much as I was doing in the early morning. That building and dealership isn't even there anymore but I still remember it quite well.
By Victor Mendezabout 20 hours ago in Poets
CIGARETTES AND COFFEE
CIGARETTES AND COFFEE: an affair 2/18/2025 I wrote this in February of this year but never posted it. Til now. Because it had marinated in time. Did you know some poetry is like fine wine? Not saying this poem is that good but time adds perspective.
By Victor Mendez18 days ago in Poets
STRANGE FRUIT BY BILLIE HOLIDAY
12-7-25 As if racism could ever be new. Racism is as old as prostitution-the oldest profession. It is an evil thing that infests humanity with its latest chosen victim and demands accountability from one group because of their audacity to be born different-whether skin color, location or religion or etc. I was listening to Billie Holiday's Strange Fruit for the first time and was struck by how the harvesters of hate will always have a new target to point their hatred at and are always able to justify their hate-no matter how wrong.
By Victor Mendezabout a month ago in Poets
SERENDIPITY-a lovely coincidence involving ghosts
SERENDIPITY-a lovely coincidence involving ghosts 11/20/2025 It is raining out and my mind, in maudlin fashion, thinks of my 2 sisters in their little cemetery spots getting wet. Somehow, I make a connection to the internet being the new cemetery where ghosts prove their existence. Coincidentally, I run across an article about deceased artists that never received their due in life, but they haunt the internet-ghosts! I discovered Nick Drake & Eva Cassidy because of that article, and I held seance with their music as I wrote this not but an hour ago on this day. Half meandering confession/ half poetic:
By Victor Mendez2 months ago in Poets
