Slow

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Plant me near the highway so I can hear the exhaust of fast cars but still grow slow. Love always, Esha ❤

Poets Are Not A Monolith: YOU

Photo by Esha Montgomery Earlier this month, I stood in-front of my table selling poetry books, mugs, handmade fabrics and jewelry. A tall fellow comes by and begins to thumb the pages in one of the books. With a slight grin he says, I thought poetry is supposed to be sweet. I replied, No, I … Continue reading Poets Are Not A Monolith: YOU

Til It’s Over

Photo by ArtHouse Studio on Pexels.com Til It's Over Lean on the Lord Put tired arms on a willing shoulder Because I don't have the strength To carry you over the threshold Some vogues we take without a crew Devoid of a compass to guide The wind blows through the sails of your boat Feeling … Continue reading Til It’s Over

Freedom Rings

Photo by Esha Montgomery I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning  Let the tambourines shake  Let the bass drop  Let truth clash against lies like strong tides, Hitting the desolate shore  We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob  We need freedom like a plant requiring soil  Like a lamp … Continue reading Freedom Rings

Reflection: Me and Poetry

Photo by Eva Elijas on Pexels.com Me And Poetry Every time, I'm feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It's my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha ❤