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Writing Prompt: Dream Job

by Esha Montgomery, posted in ambition, Broken, creative writing, dailyprompt, day, Desire, dreams, Esha Montgomery, fight, fighting, forward, heart, hobby, job, Jobs, love, mission, passion, people, poem, poetry, soul, Uncategorized, verbs, words, Write

What's your dream job? Photo by energepic.com on Pexels.com I have heard people tell me that my dream job isn't a job That writing poetry is a hobby Some people find it odd that I choose to write But I do what I love because my passion pushed me forward And it gives me a … Continue reading Writing Prompt: Dream Job

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A Haiku About Love

by Esha Montgomery, posted in arrival, change, Esha Montgomery, Haiku, love, poem, poetry, prepare, short poem, sudden, Uncategorized

Photo by luizclas on Pexels.com It's been awhile since I did a haiku. I hope you like it as much as I do. Love It's unexpected Arriving too suddenly To prepare for change Love always, Esha ❤

A Thank You to My Readers

by Esha Montgomery, posted in alive, Auntie, best, blog, blogging, bodies, body, chest, Chocolate, cool, crazy, creative writing, die, discover, dreams, Express, father, Following, forget, God, grandma, Gray, heavy, inspire, journey, laugh, life, little, live, milk, place, positive thinking, post, read, Rock, rocks, snail, Think, time, Uncategorized, warmth, week, weight, whole, world, Write

Photo by Fallon Michael on Pexels.com I'm just gonna get it off my chest... My grandmother died last week. This is the third death I experienced in 10 months. First, my Father then my Auntie now this. So I stopped writing for a little over a week. I needed time to think. I needed time … Continue reading A Thank You to My Readers

Sweat Beads

by Esha Montgomery, posted in bath, cold, cool, countless, fantasy, love, poem, poetry, recount, soak, Sweating, swims, taste, Touch, Uncategorized, water

Photo by Green_grey Darya on Pexels.com Count the beads of sweat They drip from your chin to your collar It is left soaked Like love spilling over into a wet sea The salty taste is bitter but cool to the touch You swim in unnerving fantasies Driven by an anxiety you can't explain It is … Continue reading Sweat Beads