Wishful Birthday

Earth rotates around the sun,
a solid year has now begun.
Another birthday brings me gifts,
health, happiness, and higher lifts.

Breezes blow flames that have now passed,
along with lessons hearts surpass.
Loved ones fill candles on the cake,
to enhance all wishes I make.

Wish for mass healings to take place,
so all pollution is erased.
Hope every mouth savors and tastes,
prosperity in hunger’s place.

May ill felt will all disappear,
so unity could chase off fears.
Request for judgements to disband,
respect for all walks, hand in hand.

Last year’s big wish soon came to be,
many unmasked, pandemics eased.
If this year mimics with great gain,
every last life would never strain.

Envision all intentions made,
close both my eyes as scenes parade.
Blow candles out with a big smile,
absorb the joy pure love compiles.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Tip Toe

Music box in my mind,
thunderstorm forms a dance,
feelings swirl, all combined,
lightning strikes to enhance.

Gusty wind melodies,
touch my heart like a chime,
flickering memories,
flow through blank hollow times.

Twirl around, remove veils,
mesmerized by the tune,
evaporating tales,
smell of old worn perfume.

Uneven thunder crash,
stagnant tears fall like rain.
The night sky holds a flash,
reigniting aged pain.

Absorb a jolting slam,
as I sway with the breeze,
I forget who I am,
the wild storm seem to freeze.

Spin to the sounds of drops,
playing songs in my head.
Watch as rains choose to stop,
breathlessly on my bed.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – September 27, 2022
Prompt – Thunderstorm

True Acceptance (Published at Masticadores USA)

I am so happy to announce that my poem True Acceptance is featured at MasticadoresUSA. I would love to thank Gabriela Marie Milton and the team at MasticadoresUSA for all of their support.

Leaving all ignorance behind,
no need to change another’s mind,
instead teaching all to be kind,
simply by leading hearts still blind.

Everyday searching to then find,
a voice for the ones too confined,
neglected and falling behind,
since their vast views hardly align.

Look at the sky to find a sign,
a way to change this life’s design,
so acceptance can be assigned,
knowing true joy is self defined.

Realizing all paths intertwine,
different thoughts form unique lines,
respect everyones distinct shine,
since every soul is made divine.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on March 25, 2022

Precision

In love with a shadow,
born yesterday.
May seem a bit hollow,
never decays.
Not made to be shallow,
or run astray.
Like a sharpened arrow,
brightens the grey.

A beautiful outline,
lessons create.
Infinite circling sign,
open huge gates.
Twinkling cosmos align,
so hearts feel great.
Purity so divine,
carries no weight.

A substance so certain,
constantly flows.
Opens velvet curtains,
starts a new show.
Removes unseen burdens,
so spirits glow.
Creates peaceful versions,
raises plateaus.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Found Voice

Timid eyes,
head bowed down,
too afraid to want for more.
Scared to try,
filled with clouds,
search hard for an inner roar.

Shaky hands,
posture slumped,
weighted efforts holds down score.
Nothing lands,
always dumped,
can not grasp the slightest roar.

Shuts down mind,
pure love flies,
lands securely at his core.
Treats self kind,
heartbeats rise,
whispers soft purrs, still no roar.

Full of peace,
insides sing,
expectations land ashore.
Filled with ease,
like a king,
life vibrates to his strong roar.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #153 September 26 , 2022

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