Goodbye forever.
Smooth poisonous addiction.
Ashes to ashes.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Cigarette
False Illusion
Toxic positivity,
pushes happiness after loss,
ignores negativity,
pretend sorrows shine like gloss.
Make believe that all is well,
bad comes with a good reason,
hidden bruises will never swell,
false zeal cradles cold seasons.
Hold tears back, swallow all cries,
focus on the brighter side,
do your best or at least try,
blues and grays forever hide.
Feel a lump stuck in closed throat,
heavy heart makes feelings choke,
panic steals reasons to gloat,
suppressed thoughts cheerfully poke.
Knock so loud, no one is there,
trust emotions, really care,
shove true feelings till thoughts dare,
to accept what seems unfair.
Allow tears to escape eyes,
a pure heartbeat can not lie,
sometimes life can offer sighs,
lessons blow wisdom flies high.
Could it really be so bad?
to ignore what makes us sad?
At times ignorance can add,
room to force mad into glad.
Do whatever will work best,
to run, hop, or skip life’s test.
A deep breath, maybe some rest,
could provide warmth in your chest.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
One of a kind
Different outlook
INDIVIDUALITY
Unique perception
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Sway
Everyday is born within,
tired eyes, create thick skin,
guilt bubbles absorb dark sins,
splashes of hope lift heavy chins.
A brighter day chases the old,
warm smiles melt hearts, frozen cold,
change of views help wounds unfold ,
adhesive scars grip to hold.
Choose today to make a mark,
bright dreams circle dread like sharks,
hopes ignite all hidden sparks,
pushes light deep into dark.
Time ahead moves head to feet,
as logic and feelings meet,
march to musical heartbeats,
while sitting still in your seat.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Assumption
Swift blink of an eye,
“forever”, instantly changed,
expectations drown.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Opened Eyes
Falling peacefully to sleep,
every step feels warm and sweet,
breaths are held profoundly deep,
physical takes a back seat.
Tight shut eyes do not feel hurt,
unaware hearts never burn.
Perception lays on loose dirt,
blissful times can have a turn.
Inner eye knows what will be,
without need for wants to seek.
Consciousness creates for me,
ego learns to turn a cheek.
Examine riddles and signs,
confirmations slowly chime.
Bubbles travel up smooth spine,
spirit creates space and time.
Scornful tongues lash to stitch scene,
sews “what is “with “what will be”.
Scrubs the canvas until clean,
souls create the world minds see.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Back in Place
Took a pause,
that ran too long,
fell off course,
distorted song.
A quick breath,
went on and on.
Endless length,
built a new dawn.
Missed you all,
glad to be back,
writing calls,
center unpacks.
Home sweet home,
return again.
Superdome,
words represent.
Mighty breeze,
clears away fog.
Inner peace,
help visions jog.
Time transcends,
stories transport.
WordPress friends,
greatest support.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Hello my wonderful WordPress friends!I am so happy to say that I am officially back! I have seen and learned so much over these past few months, it has been quite an experience. 💕😊💕 That being said, although I am back I will not be following my previous daily schedule. Instead I will be joining everyone
3-4 times per week. I am soooo looking forward to catching up with everyone. Truly missed you all. Much love and blessings to you and a belated Happy New Year!!! 💕💕💕
Persistence (Published at Spillwords)
Regret can choke
till hopes are dead.
Ego will poke
in doubtful heads.
Tears cloud clear eyes,
fill steps with dread,
absorb faith dry,
so fears can spread.
Take a deep breath
attempt to try,
going the length
helps wishes fly.
Drown out distress,
fling goals up high.
Embrace success,
intents comply.
Do not let fright
hold good dreams back.
Narrow down sights,
remain on track.
Grasp inner light
defend attacks.
Hearts shine so bright
erasing lack.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
💕 UPDATE 💕
Hello my friends. Hope you are all doing well. I thought I would take a moment to update you on what’s been going on in my world. As most of you know, I took a hiatus from WP to work on a personal project. This project took much longer than I had anticipated, but it was completed by mid September (Just in time for my Birthday / Anniversary). I was SUPER excited to come back to my normal life with WP, unfortunately hurricane Helene had other plans for us. Hurricane Helene devastated WNC, thankfully there was only minor damage to our property, though we were trapped at home without electricity, internet, or water for about 5 days ( Talk about a memorable Birthday / Anniversary ). I am happy to say that the WNC community has made a speedy recovery though many people are still negatively affected as a result of Helene. I have also seen so many people pull together for a positive outcome. After so much work, I have decided to take the rest of December off and rejoin my WP family the first week of January. Happy Holidays and all the best to you all!!!! Miss you so very much!!! 💕
I leave you now with my most recent Spillwords publication. Thank you so much to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support. I would be so very grateful if you would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! 💕
Me (Published at Spillwords)
I am the lessons I have learned,
the cool aloe that covers burns.
I am the songs I hear replay,
creator of my waking days.
I am the breeze that travels time,
made up of bright memory chimes.
I am the start and end of life,
the strength that pulls through grief and strife.
I am loyal forever true,
an inner spice with peaceful hues.
I am of flaws and great mistakes,
decipher truths, discard the fake.
I am the one that gives a hand,
empathizing to understand.
I am present when life gets rough,
at times fragile but always tough.
I am a child, mother, wife, friend,
devoted love without an end.
I am a healer with insight,
guided by higher powered light.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
💕🙏💕 Update for my WP friends 💕🙏💕
Hellooooo Word Press friends. I hope you are all doing well. My short hiatus has taken a bit longer than anticipated, but I expect to be returning to WP by the second week of October. I miss you all immensely, after all of these years I truly consider you as an extended part of my family. Looking forward to reengaging soon. Much love to you all.💕
I leave you now with my most recent Spillwords publication. Thank you so much to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support. I would be so very grateful if you would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! 💕
Ruby (Published at Spillwords)
A little girl got her first shoes,
opened the bag but felt confused.
She wished for ones like her mother’s,
but got ones worn by her brother.
Tough little girl as strong as nails,
had a strong will and dreams that scaled.
she often played outside with kids,
but could not run since her shoes slid.
This little girl, she had no clue,
her innocence hid what was true,
she lived within a paradigm,
people in need were seen as grime.
The little girl became so wise,
took every chance, studied design,
she grew up strong created plans,
to help herself and give a hand.
Bright little girl worked hard to share,
inside she always seemed to care.
Built charities at her own cost,
contributed silent support.
That little girl grew up concerned,
promised herself she would return.
Providing shoes, one of her deeds,
so kids could run, hope, and exceed.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
I am so excited to announce that my poem “Ruby” is now available at Spillwords Press. I would like to thank Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support.
I would be so very grateful if you would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! 💕
💕🙏💕 Note for my WP friends 💕🙏💕
Hello to all of my wonderful WP friends! I am still on hiatus for a bit longer. I miss you all so very much and am looking forward to returning and reading your posts soon. Happy summer, enjoy the sun. 💕💕💕