Memories from a turned page,
twirls around then disrupts change.
Holds tightly to what has been,
hesitates, does not begin.

Memories from a turned page,
keeps minds in a golden cage.
Dances to a yesterday,
blurs visions for better ways.

Memories from a turned page,
transports to a younger age.
Sing sad songs made of regrets,
echoes sorrowful duets.

Memories from a turned page,
can no longer rearrange.
Releases all captured dust,
so clear visions can adjust.

Memories from a turned page,
have no place center of stage.
Hopeful hands build tomorrow,
form clear paths light hearts follow.

Memories from a turned page,
should be burned, smudged with white sage.
Disappear along with time,
to fall off with every climb.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on October 25, 2021


Crack the solid door,
so eyes can explore,
a little bit more,
of realities core.

A peek into life,
complex to describe,
a perfect divine,
intricate design.

Abyss is not there,
yet flows through the air,
a mystical flare,
forever so rare.

Cascades of bright sparks
that glow in the dark,
create a bold mark,
endless work of art.

Shifts views that exhale,
spirits taking sail,
no soul falls or fails,
pure peace is inhaled.

Clear thoughts can then form,
what life will perform,
eases every storm,
true nature feels warm.

– Grace Y. Estevez – reddy

Originally Published November 15, 2021


Erase old regrets.
Each day is self created.
Envision with faith.

– Grace y. Estevez – Reddy


A promise or bond
should never be broken.
Phrases that are said
cannot go unspoken.
Be careful with thoughts
that escape a shut mouth.
They could stick like glue,
fill peaceful ears with doubt.
The right choice of words
can make someone love you,
contrary to this,
the wrong ones can undo.

As people observe,
minds will jump to believe.
Ears hear the unseen
to cause what is perceived.
When trusting your eyes
to lead you towards truth,
grasp with all senses
to then stumble on proof.
Start to clear resents,
replace poor points of view.
Blissful joy is found,
following inner cues.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published on January 16, 2021

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