A mountain of lies,
built one at a time,
increasing in size,
right before my eyes.
A city of trust,
all covered with dust,
provokes deep disgust,
hopes begin to rust.
An ocean of pain,
swoops into my brain,
foresees greater gain,
breaks off buried chains.
A field of bright dreams,
light form orbs that gleam,
tears flow with the stream,
soul feels clear and beams.
A garden of hope,
blossoms, pick to cope,
old slippery slopes,
sealed in envelopes.
An island of thoughts,
displays inner force,
as life runs its course,
discover the source.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 212, hosted by Crispina Kemp
The fourth stanza really stands out for me, particularly the last two lines of that stanza. Also, there’s some really cool word play going on here (“old slippery slopes / sealed in envelopes”). Your poetry isn’t just deep, it’s also a lot of fun to read. Well done, Grace! 🙂
This is so nice to hear, my friend. Thank you so very much. Truly appreciate you, my friend.💕
What a wonderful gift of life in your poem Grace. We continue to find the light amongst the pain and deception. You always bring such hope to our world.. thank you grace.
Great lines my friend…. 💞
“A garden of hope,
blossoms, pick to cope,
old slippery slopes,
sealed in envelopes.”
You are so kind, my dear friend. Thank you so much for your sweet response, It truly means a lot to me. I am so happy you enjoyed.💕🙏💕
You’re so welcome Grace. The pleasure is all mine! I’m happy to know that! 💞
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A magical poem of hope and peace!🌸❤
Thank you so much, Aaysid.💕
Wow, what a poem…the flow is like the chain reaction…lovely wordplay as well ✨💟💫
that was perfect, dear friend. that to me is reality.
Thanks so much. Happy to hear that.💕🙏💕
Beautiful poetry, Grace. 💞
Thanks so much, Jeff 💕
You’re welcome, Grace. Always. 💞
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Wow inspiring
Thanks so much 💕
Amazing poetry, Grace. A study in the wave of emotions that ruffle the heart. The ups and downs, the vicissitudes ebb. And yet, you ponder marvelously on hope in the stunning stanza:
“…garden of hope,
blossoms, pick to cope,
old slippery slopes,
sealed in envelopes.”
Brava ✍️👏💖💖
Thanks a bunch, dear Suzette. I am so delighted with this beautiful response, my friend. Truly appreciate you.💕🙏💕
Always a delight, dear poetess.
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Beautiful and realistic depiction
Thank you so much.💕🙏💕
Mine pleasure dear
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A beautiful poem Grace
Thank you so much, Sadje.💕🙏💕
Always a pleasure
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Such a lovely poem!! Really loved it💗💗
So glad you enjoyed it. Thanks so much 💕
Powerfully done, Grace! Broken trust and lies can be devastating…love how you turned it around 💞💞💞
So happy you enjoyed it, my friend. Thank you.💕🙏💕
So beautiful! From gloom to bloom! Depicting in an artistic way. Love your verses, Grace 💖💐
That’s so nice to hear, dear KK. Thank you so much.💕
My pleasure, always ❤️
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I love the rhythm of this. I imagine someone playing a drum in the background. And rhymes…I do so so so so love rhymes. This is as close to perfection (to my mind) as possible
That’s so nice to hear, Crispina. Thank you so much. Delighted to hear you enjoyed it.💕🙏💕
It was a delight to read 😊 😊 😊
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Great poem Grace
Thanks so much 💕
You’re headed for fame–keep this great work going!
Thank you so much.💕