Blow a kiss,
wishes fly high.
Reminisce,
inwardly sigh.
Pound upon,
a concrete wall.
Bliss is drawn,
peaceful hues fall.
Lyrics land,
in eager ears.
Blind faith stands,
to conquer fears.
Run so far,
no time to pack.
A bright star,
lights up dark cracks.
Close eyes tight,
thoughts sail away.
Pure insight,
guides everyday,
Boat through space,
taste awareness.
Touch of grace,
dreams of Venice.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 206 October 02 , 2023
wonderfully written
Thanks so much 💕
Ah, Venice! It’s on my bucket list.
Mine too💕
It’s nicely expressed poetically 💯
Thanks so much 💕
Welcome 💕
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amazingly beautiful.
Thanks so much 💕
I love how beautifully your words flow, just like water in the canal. Lovely poem. Thanks for joining in.
So sweet of you, Sadje. Thank you so very much. Happy you enjoyed it, my friend.💕
It’s a pleasure my friend
So beautiful Grace💕 it flows so beautifully as all your work does 💕
So nice to hear. Thank you so much 💕
My pleasure always Grace to read your work 🥰🤗
Thank you so much 💕
such a beautiful flow, Grace.
lovely as always 🙏🤍
Thanks a bunch , Destiny 💕
my pleasure 🤍
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Nice written
Thanks so much 💕
Welcome
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This is so beautiful Grace.. it feels like a special vacation that you’re on.. A prompt can take you there.. you know.. xo💞
Thanks so much, Cindy. It sure can. 💕
You’re so welcome Grace!!!💕
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Lovely flow, Grace! Last stanza is simply superb 👌💖
Thank you so much 💕
Always my pleasure 💖
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