Crimson skies report a threat,
nature will collect all debts.
Smokey clouds appear upset,
warnings came but reached neglect.

Everyone could have done more,
but instead chose to ignore.
If they knew what was in store,
would they listen to their core?

Now the future stands in place,
regrets and shame interlace,
Conservation soon embraced,
so mistakes can be erased.

Present times form future news,
try hard to preserve bright views.
Can we refrain from abuse,
learn to live without misuse?

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 178 March 20, 2023


Mesmerize with every beat,
music moves down naked feet,
rises up to then repeat,
bellydance feels so complete.

Sway hips smoothly, side to side,
expose thoughts kept deep inside.
Pretty veils, expressive eyes,
feeling free, no need to hide.

Thrilling sparks flow through snake arms,
revealing distinctive charm.
Hypnotize to then disarm,
silently without alarm.

Shimmy fast, then lift and drop.
Chest circles and belly pops.
Always dance, no need to stop.
keep all joys listed on top.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on July 1, 2021


A jaded heart,
holds endless fears,
breaks dreams apart,
swallows scared tears

A weary mind,
could hardly trust,
great doubts assigned,
dreams turn to rust.

A worn out view,
shackles pure faith,
days become blue,
smudged thoughts debate.

A clear outlook,
may change a life,
removes large hooks,
that carry strife.

A change of pace,
positive comes,
concerns erase,
confidence drums.

A new insight,
enhances scope,
carries bright light,
offers real hope.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Seven Rays

Red brings passion, excites life,
carries some unwanted strife.
Known to ignite inner thrive,
gifts of strength and endless drive.

Orange keeps zest on it’s toes,
turns each dream into a goal.
Fills up all ambition holes,
allows zeal to take control.

Yellow is the brightest ray,
guides the heart to paint each day,
lighten dark thoughts, shades of gray,
dissolves profound fears away.

Green appears with a playlist,
smooth force so hard to resist,
fills the soul with a pure kiss,
allows thoughts to co-exist.

Blue arrives with beads of sweat,
hard at work with no regret.
Repays each and every debt,
gives to all, till nothings left.

Pink is pretty, also shy,
blushes if stared in the eyes,
connection can make bonds fly,
veiled deceits can reach the sky.

Purple holds a sense that knows,
forms confidence, lets it grow.
Swims inside until poise shows,
makes certainty overflow.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Crack the solid door,
so eyes can explore,
a little bit more,
of realities core.

A peek into life,
complex to describe,
a perfect divine,
intricate design.

Abyss is not there,
yet flows through the air,
a mystical flare,
forever so rare.

Cascades of bright sparks
that glow in the dark,
create a bold mark,
endless work of art.

Shifts views that exhale,
spirits taking sail,
no soul falls or fails,
pure peace is inhaled.

Clear thoughts can then form,
what life will perform,
eases every storm,
true nature feels warm.

– Grace Y. Estevez – reddy

Originally Published November 15, 2021

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