Tag: hair

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 ❤

Girl Child

by Esha Montgomery, posted in alone, bread, children, feet, free spirit, hair, job, Jobs, lips, loud, pay, questions, soul, spirit, Uncategorized, weight, woman, words

Photo by Marta Dzedyshko on Pexels.com Girl child,  Don’t you talk too loud  Men don’t like a woman yelling  And carrying on  Only lite words that reek of diet soda Can come from your lips  And eat a little less  Watch your hips You don’t wanna gain too much weight  Don’t ask questions only do … Continue reading Girl Child

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Uncharted

by Esha Montgomery, posted in bee, bird, Birds, Control, exist, hair, hardest part, heart, hurt, live, love, lover, mind, moment, part, sense, soul, speakers, sweet, Talk, trees, Uncategorized, water, wild, words, You

https://anchor.fm/esha-montgomerydapoet/episodes/Uncharted-e16q2bn Photo by Schubu00ebrt Schu2019neider on Pexels.com Uncharted We have no title These waters are uncharted We exist to love We love to exist We dream of the moment We live for this You stare into my heart I peer into your soul You are the wild part of me The factor I can't control … Continue reading Uncharted

In Memory

by Esha Montgomery, posted in alone, day, eye, eyes, face, hair, happiness, head, home, hope, laugh, life, lion, survive, Talk, time, window

  This poem is dedicated to my Grandmother. In Memory Your eyes were soaked in the honey of hope Faint crows feet stood watch nearby No matter the time of day You would always laugh, smile And indulge in the happiness of life   I can still recall The gray, thick curls falling loose To … Continue reading In Memory

Dying Stereo

by Esha Montgomery, posted in blues, creative writing, Esha Montgomery, Eshadapoet, freestyle poetry, gold, king, life, morning, poem, poet, poetry, spirit

  Photo by Olenka Sergienko on Pexels.com Dying Stereo Sometimes... I wish my portable stereo Would lull me into a false sense of security Instead, the long beeping noise Alerts my ears to the chilling reality   Of a charged battery dying all too soon Please don't die on me! I scream Don't you remember … Continue reading Dying Stereo