Daydreams form,
great fantasies,
flip the norm,
drink canopies.
Downward pour,
feeds hungry cup,
sweet scents soar,
flavor steams up.
Great design,
loyal and true.
Draws no lines,
R2D2.
Kettle floats,
without a care,
magic gloats,
tempts hearts to dare.
Herbs compile,
fills day with grace.
A bright smile,
lands on my face.
Absorb view,
while sipping tea,
Savor hues,
of what will be.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 204 September 18, 2023
Aimless butterfly,
flies without a single care,
peacefully flutters.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Saddle on an ocean wave,
ride it till dreams fly away.
Pages turn with blows of wind,
bright stars shield to protect skin.
Crescent moon, comfy pillow,
bask in breaths of pure love known.
Build a fort, high in the air,
balance breezes, life feels fair.
Songs performed by a red rose,
angel kisses tip of nose,
vibrant rainbows paint bright views,
endless sky in shades of blue.
Break of dawn exhales a wish,
sunrises help hopes flourish.
Close a portal day or night,
shines a bright euphoric light.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published July 30, 2021
Opportunities,
could never truly be missed,
better ones await.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Is it worth it?
Should I quit?
Did the summit
steal my wit?
Just a shell of who I was,
nothing left but smoke and dust.
If I lost
tell me who won
at what cost
finally done
Is a chuckle worth the tears
my depression offers cheer
Go kick rocks,
or lay in bed,
no loud knocks,
hopes gone and dead.
Benefits can open eyes,
try once more to gain surprise.
Win a prize,
exposed within.
Gifts arise,
learn how to win.
Take it one day at a time,
let hearts guide as lessons chime.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The circle of life.
Infinite awesome journey,
held within a breath.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Look around, search deep inside,
try hard to identify,
which adviser serves to guide,
will it stand to testify?
Careless ember creates fire,
shocked trees paralyzed by flames.
Gush of wind brings dark desires,
rain showers drive away blaze.
Fluffy clouds have pillow fights,
crash gleams with beams of pure light.
Paint rainbows within the sky,
smiles of hope embrace sad eyes.
Pretty, ugly, good, and bad,
unrivaled truths no heart had.
Anchored bags, heavy and sad,
bring warm love to make souls glad.
Inner voice, signals whats right.
cover fears that fall at night.
Clear glow transforms dark to bright,
there to supply deep insight.
Shiny stars, twinkles displayed
moonlight causes gloom to sway.
Sunlight brightens each new day,
so true self can lead the way.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge #160 – September 12, 2023
Prompt – Unrivaled
Divine love stands
under a tree,
interlock hands,
forever free.
Excited bikes
hide in plain site,
when the clock strikes
escape the night.
Run far away
never look back,
create bright days
burn salty tracks.
Crochet heartbeats
playfully dance,
fresh air smells sweet
souls take a chance.
Daydreams cascade
until smiles shine,
stagnant tears fade
as hopes combine.
Peacefully shift,
to fill up voids.
Life is a gift,
to be enjoyed.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 203 September 11, 2023
Full moon covers September,
halos of imagined light.
Translucent crimson embers,
protects each autumn fogged night.
Menacing skies report threats,
debris falls to collect debts.
Mushroom clouds appear upset,
create views no eye forgets.
No one could ever ignore,
no one wins, no one keeps score.
If they knew what was in store,
would they listen to their core?
Crumbled papers, hopeful dreams,
burn to ashes and stained smoke.
Frustrations shield inner screams,
draped innocence meet death’s cloak.
Now the future stands in place,
regrets and shame interlace,
Tragic history embraced,
some scars will never erase.
Present times form future news,
try hard to preserve bright views.
Can some refrain from abuse,
learn to live without misuse?
As days smoothly move forward,
to reset each ticking clock,
open paths guide souls toward,
serene well-lit endless docks.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
I worked in building one suite 8101 for over a year and decided to resign from my job a week before this tragic day. Thankfully all of my coworkers made it out safely, still my heart goes out to all of the victims and acquaintances that did not.💕🙏💕
So funny to see
all judgments that hide,
through false honesty,
expressed within eyes.
Relive the same tale.
play a unique role,
Both male and female,
mirror every soul.
Some aggressively,
others peacefully,
act destructively,
behave gracefully.
Each being is sketched,
to follow routines,
molded so perfect,
to feed the machine.
Play parts in a scheme
designed for a fall,
hold up a clear dream
as blessings for all.
Held expectations,
no limitations.
Great aspirations,
create sensations.
Thoughts swim in the mind,
hopes live in each hand.
assist and define,
try to understand.
A plot with great twists
lead lifetimes we live,
learn to coexist
accept and forgive.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on October 13,2021
