Category: birthed
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At Long Last
To finally walk in the light of a new dawn. To move to the beat of a new song that ushers my heart to sway. The sound of doves speak to the birth of awakened hope. We will never forget the road that took us here. The journey has made us strong. Our time to…
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Never Dry
Your hands fail to catch it Your body longs for it Your ears hear it falling Your eyes search for it’s translucent form Plants grow toward the sun And wait for relief Deer eat grass And run towards the stream Water restores and maintains the body It is nourishing Giving ease to stained muscles And…
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I’m Back
I took a break from this blog. But I’m ready to come back. To speak in a language that only a bleeding soul knows. Laughing, smiling as though time is bursting to unfold worlds that speak to needy souls. I am back once again. With wind and ice under eagle-like wings giving birth to hope…
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Open Sky
Tell me the truth. So that I may taste it’s fruit with lips birthed of flesh but full of promise. Let words of living water flow from a well that never runs dry. It is limitless like the open sky. Love, Esha
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Unseen Tomorrow
Sometimes, the heart doesn’t know… Yesterday from tomorrow It seems like the days all run together The seconds blur into minutes Followed by inconsequential hours We look toward the unseen Like a fawn searching for their mother’s face, Fresh out the womb Procreated quickly but birthed too soon The future is based on the present…
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Poets Are Not A Monolith: YOU
Earlier this month, I stood in-front of my table selling poetry books, mugs, handmade fabrics and jewelry. A tall fellow comes by and begins to thumb the pages in one of the books. With a slight grin he says, I thought poetry is supposed to be sweet. I replied, No, I like to write realistic…
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My Thoughts… They
My Thoughts… They they set out pollution in the air they destroy the sea they exploit the earth only the minerals it birthed are donned by nefarious nobility they slash the wise and prudent people cutting them down like aging timber but we rise through the ashes of spite like drifting scarlet embers caught in…
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