Meadow

A vast field offers pure hope,
nurses urgent need to cope.
Melodies in the warm breeze,
windmill rotates with pure ease.

Chirping birds sing as they fly,
rainbows cover light blue skies.
Messages echo the air,
wishes mend away all cares.

Nature trickles with glories,
pretty pictures paint stories.
Fireflies flutter all night,
so much beauty, divine sight.

Smilie to greet the silver moon,
How did this day pass so soon?
Yawn for sleep under star lights,
hear the wind sweep a goodnight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 213, hosted by Crispina Kemp

Discover

Take a journey with me,
combine visions and sights,
embrace all that we see,
with surprise and delight.

Watch a unique snow flake,
trickle down from the sky,
as friends form frosty lakes,
in exquisite designs.

Observe a grain of sand,
under a microscope,
sprinkle some on your hand,
witness magic and hope.

Gaze at a moth orchid,
stare up close, eye to eye,
her glare is reported,
to make hearts start to fly.

Look out for the fruit flies,
they have ants on their wings,
frightened predators cry,
from the fear a swing brings.

A great miracle seen,
male seahorses give birth,
this magnificent scene,
is a wonder on earth.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – December 06, 2022
Prompt – Exquisite

Stunner

Miracle orchid
Magically resurrects
Natural wonder

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published March 31, 2021

Immersive Soak

Dragging both feet,
feeling fatigue,
choose to defeat
this energy.

Prepare a bath,
remove the bad,
to brighten path,
enhance, and add.

Arrange like tea,
mixture of herbs,
to bring the gain,
this heart deserves.

Cinnamon sticks,
to shake things up.
Red pepper flakes,
will cheer and pump.

Fresh squeezed green lime,
cuts negative,
Pinches of thyme,
so protective.

Watch as it boils
for just a bit,
some olive oil,
lets peace transmit.

Three teaspoons of fragrant cologne,
bath salts attract a relaxed zone.
Pour mixture in, but strain it first,
let positive hydrates dry thirst.

To seal this soak, add more perfume,
Florida water, clears away gloom.
Submerge body, close tired eyes,
let all things go, feel joy arise.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for FFFC #196 hosted by Fandango

Bridge through Time

Arrive at the bridge,
take a long deep breath,
gain inner courage,
bruised thoughts meet their death.

I cling to the past,
because it is known,
the only time lived,
where outcomes are shown.

A present today,
is the current state,
live in the moment,
forgetting blind fate.

A written future,
not currently seen,
created details,
live in the machine.

Look back at old days,
a whimsical time,
oblivious to pain,
shielded from all crimes.

A pen in my hand,
the paper still blank,
a time left behind,
with lessons to thank.

Tomorrow is vague,
not written in stone,
with each rising sun,
greet every unknown.

Leave old scars behind,
like burned tire tracks,
bright visions will find,
light to heal all cracks.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #163 December 05,2022

Value (Published at The Writer’s Club)

You cover my mouth
I lower my eyes,
You fit with the crowd,
I hopelessly sigh.

I swallow so hard,
and walk very light.
You mingle off guard,
with nothing to hide.

You strut ever free,
a full better half.
My best friend is me,
I am all I have.

To know me better,
is my concrete plan.
Instant forgetter,
erased as you ran.

I take a deep breath
then slowly exhale,
A mouthful of depth,
takes life for a sail.

My head held up tall,
smile placed on my face,
I conquer it all,
with feet still in place.

The last deed to do,
clear traces of you.
Create better views,
so my dreams come true.

Undervalued pawn,
a role I once played.
Bright as early dawn,
great values displayed.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published July 14, 2021

My poem “Value” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.💕

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