Category: blood
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Black History Month Short Poem
Days and nights spent wondering if things will get better You are the core of strange fruit That refuses to live without roots, You cultivated a culture from a soil you could never call home You are the epitome of blood meeting bone because you never gave up When the thunder struck, you kept going …
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Short Thought: Needs
Yeah, a poet needs a voice Like an ocean needs water Like a heart needs blood Like a child needs love Love always, Esha <3
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Battle For Keeps
Fight Bloody knuckles Pushing back tears Clinching teeth Balled up fist Greased up face Cornrows to the back Passionate eyes Steady gaze Eager, light, prancing feet A song in your heart Defeat far from your mind Time burns away Minutes turn into seconds Low grunts from aching ribs And sore abs Let flesh contact flesh…
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Honest Heart
A drunken heart tells no lies. It speaks in thumps. It sighs and rests in-between beats. Keeping up with heavy moments. Staying instep with quickening feet. Pumping warm blood through cold veins. Moving against our lovers breast. We need to hear it, feel it. Pulsating through a willing chest to appreciate being alive. What’s the…
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Mask: The Monologue of a Bank Robber
This is a creative writing piece I made and recorded while attending a writing workshop at the Green Line Performing Arts Center. I hope you enjoy! © 2020 by Esha Montgomery Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
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Life Blood
strolling through no man’s land to get yesterday’s trash to the garbage man too much on my mind -it’s hard to think clearly city rodents the size of house cats scurry with fear when they hear me perplexed faces marked by life’s flash flood search the entirety of my frame through double pane…
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