Memories linger,
conversations reemerge ,
desperate for change.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Memories linger,
conversations reemerge ,
desperate for change.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Step towards progress,
persistence ensures success,
keep eyes on the prize.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Future holds desires.
Past interlaced with regrets.
Present simply breathes.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The sounds of my thoughts transcend to a sword,
that flaps in my mouth, igniting a war.
It rings through your ears,
as my mind you hear,
while my sacred knowledge,
conquers your great fears.
The sounds of my thoughts are somewhat absurd,
they scream in my head, mute songs mouthed unheard.
Their lyrics are brave,
transmitting airwaves,
while swaying the doubts,
that kept them enslaved.
The sounds of my thoughts, I must now accept,
be true to myself, old memories swept.
Inhaling the fumes,
as my life resumes,
with no sense of doom,
new stories assumed.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on December 21, 2021
Decipher response.
Gauge the eager audience.
Silently exhale.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Nostalgic daydreams,
visit with bittersweet thoughts,
artistic vision.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Patiently relax.
Silently listen and watch.
Time reveals all truths.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Eyes hold intentions,
wise words can often be felt,
if heartbeats listen.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Paradoxes in my head,
come alive, to slowly spread,
chuckle at slow thoughts that tread,
as I lay in my own bed.
Susan Seymour, has a lisp,
given name, makes her tongue slip,
so afraid letters will trip,
shyness holds a solid grip.
Mister Cooper teaches math,
but has trouble counting cash,
numbers scramble in a flash,
still he follows passions path.
Counselors need counseling,
need to cut off troubled strings,
clients bring problems that cling,
releasing, helps their hearts bling.
Optometrist with poor sight,
blurred vision does not seem right,
closes eyes to see the light,
glasses turn things clear and bright.
Irony that tell a tale,
twists that turn within a scale,
uniqueness, carries details,
while creating distinct sails.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on April 26, 2022 repurposed for Moonwashed Weekly Challenge January 16, 2024
Prompt – Uniqueness

Honey covered worlds,
satisfy thirsty daydreams.
Hopes linger around.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy