Tag: air
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Need IT
Need It I know now that I need it The way a fish dries out without water Akin to a person grasping for breathe When there’s no air It’s buried in the way a tree requires earth To maintain its roots That’s the need I have everyday To hear and know the truth Love always,…
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Burning Toast
Burning Toast Can you smell the burning toast in the thick air? It sets fire to relaxed nostrils The fog drifts from the toaster like a daydream on fire It spreads through the vast house like a monsoon It goes above and beyond but still reaches higher Lift the lever, unplug the toaster and throw…
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Hard Air
Lately, I’ve been playing with cinquain poems. I hope you enjoy. Hard Air smoke clouds form over hard living unable to breath easy air. Always Love, Esha <3
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Thunder
Thunder He runs with the deadly, sublime thunder Burning through misty fixed air with predestined might Loving the look And the howling sound of rolling light He curtails his body to its quick movement Blending into the explosive glow against the expansive night Never knowing where he will end up But always ready…
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Blood Rush
Blood Rush During the day, We travel for destination arrival Time is our archenemy Lost of money is our rival But I’m more interested in the easy-going drive I love the look of Chicago at night We cruise through the spaghetti bowl With our seats back And the windows down The chilly, winter…
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Different Air
Different Air The air is heavy now It hangs down low It dips below the waist It touches the floor Carries arguments from next door It opens wide for hot lead Speaks to humming birds blown by the breeze Takes pathogens on a ride So breathing is no longer free What use to…
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Practice
Practice A sandless hour glass Keeps track of the dial for me Trapped air sits ad nauseam With no way to pass the time and zero relief Moments are walled in with granular precision Shrinking seconds, caving-in, Inching closer to an aging vision But seeing its value nonetheless As you strive and practice to become…
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Supple
Supple Cherries and almonds bathed in vanilla’s glaze Are moisturizing rough cracks embedded In supple skin that once clung to bones Like freshly spun silk You walked on air So they called you twinkle toes You possess an embrace lighter than feathers Bursting from a full pillowcase Your body slid into garments Like…
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