Lyrical message
Wide rainbow of emotions
Favorite new song
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Lyrical message
Wide rainbow of emotions
Favorite new song
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The little things that capture life,
snippets of songs, echo all night.
Some words can cut just like a knife,
yet those same words, can bring delight.
The smallest things at times grow big,
if no one ever handles it.
A strong green branch still carries twigs,
light sees the dark, while dark is lit.
The trivial things that haunt a mind,
can bring confusion and great strife.
A good heart may feel so unkind,
swallowing lessons throughout life.
The true things carried deep inside,
joys or sorrows, cause teary eyes.
A lie or truth that tries to hide,
is someday destined to arise.
The best things can come well disguised,
while in a growth test, hearts may cry,
yet that same heart may be surprised,
to learn it is prepared to fly.
The mistakes that at times feel right,
allow laughter to glow its shine,
so that the dull can become bright,
opposites dance until entwined.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
I am so excited to announce that my poem “The Thing Is…” is now available at Spillwords Press. I would like to thank Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support.
I would be so very grateful if you would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! 💕
Guides me to heaven,
dances in my head,
eleven eleven,
again and again.
With every question,
riddles unravel,
eleven eleven,
pursues my travels.
Feel a deep message,
with every receipt,
eleven eleven,
runs wild in my dreams.
Day or night lessons,
whatever the time,
eleven eleven,
there for me to find.
Highlights direction,
to all that I see,
eleven eleven,
means so much to me.
Offers progression,
message held inside,
eleven eleven,
prompts sent from my guides.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Originally Published on November 11, 2022
Uneasy feeling
Listen to soft inner voice
Senses serve as guides
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Purrfectly spoiled
Ready to play
Elated coil
Tactical sway
Thoughtfully toiled
Youthful sun ray
Inspires smiles
Notable style
Persuasive bow
Innocent stare
Naughty loud meow
Kitty so rare
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Written for Melissa Lemay’s Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #241
Comet storms wish upon stars,
miracles never depart.
Bright magical fairyland,
sprinkles golden hues of sand.
Phenomenon, awesome sign,
mystical, purely divine.
Waterfalls made of pure grace,
baptizes, ends cold rat race.
Serene warmth, adhesive glue,
forever real, always true.
Nature blesses every need,
loyal hearts made to succeed.
Future days embrace clear growth,
appeases infinite oath.
Shiny intentions feel right,
constant joy brings true delight.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge November 07, 2023
Prompt – Phenomenon
Just needs a break, for her past crimes,
heartfelt mistakes, have served their time.
Dark inner fears, prevent new tries,
no one could hear, loud hidden cries.
Open doors slam, before her face,
obstruct all plans, slow down swift pace.
Head in her hands, torn and disgraced,
tries to withstand, all hopes defaced.
Arms in the air, prays to forget,
life is not fair, swallows regret.
Searches for signs, to pay off debts,
fate soon aligns, to release threats.
Gathers free will, strength to believe,
climbs steeper hills, to heal held grief.
Bright lights fulfill, heartbeat perceives,
forgives past spills, instant relief.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 211 November 06 , 2023
Release old anchors
Let bright visions swiftly sail
Relax and receive
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
A thousand tears are shed and done.
A thousand ghosts swim in sad ponds.
A thousand dreams that slowly fade.
A thousand souls go on their way.
The wasted laughs that could have been.
The wasted time regretting sins.
The wasted anger filled with pride.
The wasted thoughts recalling lies.
Another sun chases the gray.
Another moon closing the day.
Another problem gets resolved.
Another question is dissolved.
A thousand wishes that came true.
A thousand joys have erased blues.
A thousand laughs flutter so high.
A thousand hopes set free to fly.
The gain in expecting the new.
The gain in finding brighter views.
The gain in trusting the mind’s eye.
The gain in knowing souls don’t die.
Another chance for joy to climb.
Another dance transcending time.
Another prance towards pure light.
Another glance makes life so bright.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on November 10, 2021
Memories linger
Haunt deep dreams with soft whispers
Hide within sun rays
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy