Orchestrated by higher hands,
with tangled roots and shifting sands,
the scene begins where logic ends,
as moonlight bends, wilderness mends.

Breezes take wind with violin sighs,
drawing a bow made of strong pine,
each branch a string, each leaf a cry,
a chorus sung, their echoes chime.

Branches undone, untwist, then climb,
like ivy fingers, chasing time,
born in the hues of dawn’s soft gleam,
they bloom and burst, a waking dream.

Crickets chirp in, sharp as a pin,
fill dusk up high, fresh air feels thin,
bright fireflies blink notes within,
highlight the night with glowing wings.

Wild birds whistle as cello’s moan,
deep whispers in a serene tone,
clear stars descend, as a hush flute,
sweet petals close make fields go mute.

No maestro stands, no curtain falls,
nature conducts in quiet calls.
A dance, a dare, fanciful scheme,
a living world under a beam.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge April 15, 2025
Prompt – Orchestrated , Nature, Scheme

Calm waters stretch like glass below,
serenely flows where breezes go.
Reflections dance in soft disguise,
beneath the rainbow-painted skies.

A hush lies deep on waters wide,
so still they hold the evening’s pride.
The surface shimmers in delight,
a mirror catching fading night.

Tall single tree stands proud yet shy,
stretches all limbs, to sway up high,
against the sky, where colors stream,
a rainbow born from twilight’s dream.

Soft colors blend pink, gold, and blue,
a canvas brushed with evening hues.
Rose, indigo, and amber weave,
a view too lovely to believe.

Beyond, the mountains cast their shade,
as silent choirs serenade.
Strong shadows stretch, serene and long,
echoes whisper wise ancient songs.

Within this space, the world stands still,
no sound but wind, no thought but will.
A place where time and spirit meet,
a peaceful bite, tasty and sweet.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge April 8, 2025
Prompt – Serenades

​Left behind heavy despair,
cast aside lingering care.
Underneath yesterday’s cry,
problems leave to pass me by.

Like a ghost, so faint and cold,
release firm cemented hold.
Chains that bound my spirit tight,
fall away, dissolve at night.​

Endlessly, my soul takes flight,
infinitely soars so bright.
Nothing binds, no fear to hold,
new paths lets future unfold.

Open arms to greet the dawn,
embrace paths that stretch beyond.
Steps propel towards the vast,
journey on so free at last.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge March 25, 2025
Prompt – Problems / Infinitely

Springtime appears,
whispers so clear,
the earth draws near.
rich flowers cheer.

Young buds unfold,
colors are bold,
absorbs the cold,
blows hues of gold.

Warmth chases wrongs,
breeze hums soft songs,
flowers belong,
fragrance run strong,

Glorious beam,
sweet roses gleam,
petals dress streams,
true vibrant dream.

Skies painted blue,
amazing view,
fresh scented dew,
blooms born anew.

Rainbows shine bright,
beautiful sight,
copper daylight,
welcomes the night.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge March 18 , 2025
Prompt – Springtime / Rich Flowers

Scent of sweetness in the air,
sinful sip, floral affair.
Nectar oozes sunny light,
liquid dream full of delight.

Sugar petals, soft and bright,
huddled wings will fill with flight.
Bees hum hymns that hug blue skies,
graced by pretty butterflies.

Taste of earth, sun, moon, fresh rain,
hidden life within each grain.
Sugar lingers so divine,
innate gift so pure and fine.

Every drop, a million blooms,
summer’s kiss breathes spring’s perfumes.
Nature’s heart never contained,
treasure found, true love sustained.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge March 4, 2025
Prompt – Nectar

High on a tree,
floats with the sea,
cool mountain breeze,
flies ever free.

Walks throughout town,
dances around,
erases frowns,
lifts fallen crown.

Summertime hues,
create clear views,
pure hopes run through,
wishes comes true.

Divine in all,
golden light sprawls,
hear inner call,
blessings befall.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge June 18 , 2024
Prompt – Summertime Hues

Electric skies,
highlight shut eyes,
beautiful view.
mystical hues,

Moonbeam lit bridge,
a perfect hinge,
puffy clouds shine,
magic combines.

Joy turns the key,
senses fly free,
watch as stars blink,
flirtatious wink.

Guides from up above,
gift divine love.
Deep hopes come true,
in shades of blue.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge June 04 , 2024
Prompt – Shades of blue