Spice it Up

A life filled with vanilla dreams,
made stagnant days endlessly scream.
A little spice could shake things up,
cinnamon sticks enhances cups.

Sweet honey mixed with almond milk,
emotions feel as soft as silk.
Sprinkle nutmeg, perfect enhance,
tastebuds form a euphoric dance.

A dose of joy, miracle drink,
soothes hearts so minds can clearly think.
A pure escape, new ritual,
make peaceful times habitual.

Pinches of spice give life a boost,
as new flavors are introduced.
Aromas linger in the air,
provides some zest and endless flair.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for dVerse poets pub
This week’s d’Verse Poetics Prompt, Merrill D. Smith encourages us to select three or more ingredients from the 25 listed on the page (check link above). My choices were Vanilla, Cinnamon, and Nutmeg. Hope you enjoy.💕

September 22, 2022 67

Seasons

Winter glows,
with frosty snow.
Cold breeze blows,
a peaceful flow.
Tensions go,
as cuddles grow.
Hearts expose,
pretty bright bows.

Spring time booms,
clears away gloom.
Flowers bloom,
wearing perfume.
Natures womb,
helps mouths consume.
Brightness zooms,
gardens are groomed.

Summer fun,
good times begun.
Sandy runs.
sea salt filled lungs,
Water guns,
vibrant warm sun.
Joys are spun,
for everyone.

Fall arrives,
cool rain derives.
Autumn drives,
leaves take a dive.
Winds fly dry,
colors survive.
Earth tones thrive,
views come alive.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for the Prompt of the Week by Lady Jabberwocky with the theme of “Autumn”

September 20, 2022 54

Bond

Breathe peace with me,
as our hearts beat,
our love flies free,
sacred paths meet.
Great hopes to share
all I have learned,
clear from all fears
or drawn concerns.

Know you can reach
all goals when set,
when insecure,
then give your best.
If when time rings,
plans do not come,
life surely brings,
some better ones.

My precious child,
beautiful pearl,
so warm and mild,
you are my world.
Inhale all views,
to understand,
gain comes through truths,
without demands.

Gifts from above,
rests within you,
drink from pure love,
then share it too.
Refill your fuel,
it goes both ways,
if mutual,
love never sways.

Take sound advice
from proven hands,
thoughts that are wise
rarely command,
avoid debates,
self resonate,
open the gate,
to a bright fate.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #152 September 19 , 2022

September 19, 2022 64

School Time

Extra pencils packed to lend,
ball point red, blue, and black pens.
Awkward, timid, with great friends,
tried to keep up with new trends.

Read out loud, convey clearly,
answer questions eagerly.
Folded notes passed secretly,
carefully, swift, and quickly.

Recess comes as the bell rings,
never know what lunch time brings.
Laugh so loud, happily sing,
feel at peace till class begins.

Teachers always hold the key,
watch the clock till it turns three,
run so fast, feeling so free,
with no thoughts of “what will be.”

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for the Prompt of the Week by Lady Jabberwocky with the theme of “School Days”

September 8, 2022 48