Patience is a gift,
made for respect, not abuse.
Test with great caution.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Cool
Introspective
Flying my kite,
as I search for lost hope.
Hope flies too high,
tug its transparent rope.
Rope made of thorns,
that cuts straight at my hands.
Hands feel so scorned,
as my knowledge expands.
Expands power,
I kept hidden inside.
Inside the tower,
where my energies hide.
Hide the ego,
I refuse to accept.
Accept, light flows,
while dismissing the rest.
The rest fills needs,
in this balancing act.
Acts without greed,
ensures love will attract.
Attract new paths,
opening many roads.
Roads to success,
destinations unfold.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Extinguish
Dramatic sounds,
ring through my voice,
shaking around,
removing choice,
makes my head pound,
vibrating noise,
fall to the ground,
losing my poise.
Dramatic views,
blind both my eyes.
Perceptions choose
a hidden lie.
Creating news,
so stories fly,
without a clue
yet still implied.
Dramatic taste,
I thought I craved,
The greatest waste
was all I gave.
Gasoline bastes,
set to enslave.
Living in haste,
digging my grave.
Dramatic touch,
caressing deep.
No longer clutch,
not mine to keep.
Giving too much,
making hills steep.
Calming the rush,
so I can sleep.
Dramatic scents,
that swim inside.
Chaos ferments,
a troubled mind.
Will not consent,
to being kind,
instead prevents,
simply declined.
Dramatic life
abandoned past.
Presented strife,
that did not last.
Turmoil was knifed,
calming it fast.
Peace is now rife,
enjoyed contrast.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy