Category: Fingers

Open Fingertips

by Esha Montgomery, posted in bright, end, finger tips, Fingers, hair, heart, laugh, open, poem, poetry, short poem, smile, start, Uncategorized, weight

Smile with the corners of your eyes. Laugh from the depth of your heart. Put no breaks on your ending. Give no date to the moment you start. Just toss your hair and feel the weightless strands sliding between your open fingertips. Love always, Esha ❤

The Mission of Writers

by Esha Montgomery, posted in artist, business, change, Clouds, creative writing, creatives, die, dreams, empty, end, Esha Montgomery, eye, eyes, feel, feeling, feelings, fight, fighting, finger tips, Fingers, fly, greedy, heart, heartbeat, high, hope, Issues, just a thought, live, mission, moment, move, never, ocean, open, Openly, people, poem, pray, prayer, read, small businesses, soul, speakers, thought, Touch, Uncategorized, unknown, verbs, wet, whole, work, working out, world, Write

Photo by SamuelFrancisJohnson Writing is a nasty business. One minute you're speaking with your whole heart. Baring the issues of your soul on a white paper that seems endless. The next minute your words dry up like a shallow puddle of water on a hot summer’s day. The words fade to black and the feeling … Continue reading The Mission of Writers

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Didn’t Hold You

by Esha Montgomery, posted in alone, baby, care, down, finger tips, Fingers, fool, hospital, lock, locked, love, lover, Self care, tear, tears, tool, tools, Uncategorized, years

Baby don't worry about it Shorty didn't hold you tight Didn't lock you down No ring on a finger So there's no need to stay around Who took care of whom? Go on, you can't rely on the self-absorbed You can't love a narcissistic When your parent was in the hospital They was absent Left … Continue reading Didn’t Hold You

My Flesh

by Esha Montgomery, posted in always, clean, Cries, cry, down, dreams, dry, eye, eyes, feed, finger tips, Fingers, grandpa, Hands, knitting, life, lips, skin, sweet, Thing, toil, turn, Uncategorized

Photo by Angela Roma on Pexels.com this flesh, my flesh is soft, succulent and brown a hue passed down from my Grandpappy it's moisture maintained by shea butter these are the lips that gave sweet dreams to dry eyes full and shiny like the sunrise hands that cradled water from many streams used to toil, … Continue reading My Flesh

Dirty Nails

by Esha Montgomery, posted in Beyond, clean, drive, feel, feeling, feelings, finger tips, Fingers, grow, growth, Hands, Let it go, letting go, looking, old, past, still, Still here, Think, Uncategorized, under, years

Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com I'm over it, I'm under it, I'm driving past it, I'm beyond it But the remnants of it... Still brothers me Like dirt under fingernails on freshly washed hands I think of it constantly Looking for a file to even out the jagged edges And clean out the dust … Continue reading Dirty Nails