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 LAST SNOW
I live in Albuquerque, New Mexico. We used to get some great snow here. I can barely remember a really nice snow here around 2005..maybe? I watch Korean shows cuz I love the culture and the story-telling. I'm re-watching one called One Spring Night and one scene caught my attention in particular cuz it began to snow and a song that said "seasons change" hit me just right and so I wrote this quick as I could cuz it just felt good and cuz I miss snow cuz I used to love to feel it on my skin and to drive in the quiet solitude and the magic feel of it. Enjoy..I hope..lol
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
EULOGY
EULOGY- this is a somber poem that saddens me to this day. It is based on a true story. And I feel the need to keep this little girl's story alive. On October of 2015, two adult men got into a roadrage situation on the highway. Seems the two men either knew each other or just decided that they were going to be MEN and show the other guy who was tougher. The one in the truck kept cutting the other guy off as he kept trying to pass him. The 2nd man then got angrier at what the first guy was doing so pulled his gun and shot into the back of dude's truck since he was in front of him. Lucky for the first guy, he missed....not so lucky was the little girl about 5 years old sitting in the back seat. When first guy's little boy spoke up and said, "She's bleeding!" was when the guy paid attention to the fact he was carrying his two children. Guy finally let the other guy go and pulled over to call and wait for the ambulance. But it was too late. The damage of each men's pride was evident. Coincidentally, it had begun to rain as they were on the side of the road as if the heavens were crying. Both men were at fault, not just the one that shot the gun..and it angers me even now. I wrote this either the same day or the next, I don't recall but it has the date I wrote it. By now I believe and hope the little girl has reincarnated or maybe she isn't ready, but she will have a better life this time around. It is the only thing that makes me smile about that day when I read this poem:
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
CONFUSION:
I don't know if this will be approved but keep in mind this is about a beautiful person passing from this realm to the next and it is the emotions of confusion that are at play here, not a rant against god..but the questions that are left open..most notably why? As you can see by the date I wrote it a few years ago but it wasn't approved but I don't recall why or even remember if they gave me a reason..maybe because God is mentioned? I don't know but this is about my sister when she passed in first days of the epidemic with all the same symptoms of it but we were lucky to say goodbye compared to so many people.
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
"WE HAVE SEEN THE ENEMY. Content Warning.
I saw the picture of a little girl floating face down next to her father and it just broke me hard! Illegals trying to cross to a better life. Even now as I write this preface I cry. I can only comfort myself by repeating to myself they are no longer suffering...while I wonder at the cruelty of those that look down on them and I wrote this poem out of pain!
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
A snick
IMMORTALITY ETERNITY IS A CHILD LIFE IS FLEEING FAST
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
