A vast field offers pure hope,
nurses urgent need to cope.
Melodies in the warm breeze,
windmill rotates with pure ease.

Chirping birds sing as they fly,
rainbows cover light blue skies.
Messages echo the air,
wishes mend away all cares.

Nature trickles with glories,
pretty pictures paint stories.
Fireflies flutter all night,
so much beauty, divine sight.

Smilie to greet the silver moon,
How did this day pass so soon?
Yawn for sleep under star lights,
hear the wind sweep a goodnight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 213, hosted by Crispina Kemp


Take a journey with me,
combine visions and sights,
embrace all that we see,
with surprise and delight.

Watch a unique snow flake,
trickle down from the sky,
as friends form frosty lakes,
in exquisite designs.

Observe a grain of sand,
under a microscope,
sprinkle some on your hand,
witness magic and hope.

Gaze at a moth orchid,
stare up close, eye to eye,
her glare is reported,
to make hearts start to fly.

Look out for the fruit flies,
they have ants on their wings,
frightened predators cry,
from the fear a swing brings.

A great miracle seen,
male seahorses give birth,
this magnificent scene,
is a wonder on earth.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – December 06, 2022
Prompt – Exquisite

Immersive Soak

Dragging both feet,
feeling fatigue,
choose to defeat
this energy.

Prepare a bath,
remove the bad,
to brighten path,
enhance, and add.

Arrange like tea,
mixture of herbs,
to bring the gain,
this heart deserves.

Cinnamon sticks,
to shake things up.
Red pepper flakes,
will cheer and pump.

Fresh squeezed green lime,
cuts negative,
Pinches of thyme,
so protective.

Watch as it boils
for just a bit,
some olive oil,
lets peace transmit.

Three teaspoons of fragrant cologne,
bath salts attract a relaxed zone.
Pour mixture in, but strain it first,
let positive hydrates dry thirst.

To seal this soak, add more perfume,
Florida water, clears away gloom.
Submerge body, close tired eyes,
let all things go, feel joy arise.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for FFFC #196 hosted by Fandango

Bridge through Time

Arrive at the bridge,
take a long deep breath,
gain inner courage,
bruised thoughts meet their death.

I cling to the past,
because it is known,
the only time lived,
where outcomes are shown.

A present today,
is the current state,
live in the moment,
forgetting blind fate.

A written future,
not currently seen,
created details,
live in the machine.

Look back at old days,
a whimsical time,
oblivious to pain,
shielded from all crimes.

A pen in my hand,
the paper still blank,
a time left behind,
with lessons to thank.

Tomorrow is vague,
not written in stone,
with each rising sun,
greet every unknown.

Leave old scars behind,
like burned tire tracks,
bright visions will find,
light to heal all cracks.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #163 December 05,2022

Value (Published at The Writer’s Club)

You cover my mouth
I lower my eyes,
You fit with the crowd,
I hopelessly sigh.

I swallow so hard,
and walk very light.
You mingle off guard,
with nothing to hide.

You strut ever free,
a full better half.
My best friend is me,
I am all I have.

To know me better,
is my concrete plan.
Instant forgetter,
erased as you ran.

I take a deep breath
then slowly exhale,
A mouthful of depth,
takes life for a sail.

My head held up tall,
smile placed on my face,
I conquer it all,
with feet still in place.

The last deed to do,
clear traces of you.
Create better views,
so my dreams come true.

Undervalued pawn,
a role I once played.
Bright as early dawn,
great values displayed.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published July 14, 2021

My poem “Value” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.💕

Today’s Song

A song transports,
into the past.
Stay current to savor at last.
Old day dreams come,
and go so fast.
Both mind and heart dance in contrast.
Inhale today,
right now is here.
all past regrets have disappeared.
Cut yesterday,
release held fears.
This precious moment feels so clear.
Create a vow,
enjoy this time.
Let bright new laughter ring and chime.
Do not let life,
quickly pass by,
enjoy each second till eyes shine.
Loud music stops,
lyrics are mute.
The brain and soul ease their commute.
A friendship starts
without dispute.
Tomorrow soon comes to salute.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Set Free (Crimson Creative Challenge #212)

A mountain of lies,
built one at a time,
increasing in size,
right before my eyes.

A city of trust,
all covered with dust,
provokes deep disgust,
hopes begin to rust.

An ocean of pain,
swoops into my brain,
foresees greater gain,
breaks off buried chains.

A field of bright dreams,
light form orbs that gleam,
tears flow with the stream,
soul feels clear and beams.

A garden of hope,
blossoms, pick to cope,
old slippery slopes,
sealed in envelopes.

An island of thoughts,
displays inner force,
as life runs its course,
discover the source.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 212, hosted by Crispina Kemp


Simulation, tale or dream,
nonsensical secret scheme.
What is real? How would we know?
Will this knowledge help us grow?

If eyes could see beyond air,
Will we dare to be aware?
Some realities are rough,
but can heal with a soft touch.

Life appears to feel so tough,
yet transforms to smoky puffs.
Will true wisdom be exposed?
Can eyes open, if sealed closed?

Meditate, inhale deep peace,
with intentions underneath.
Will the heart regain control?
Can we break the mold that holds?

Can we swim within the breeze?
Will freedom bring unity?
Second chances mend stripped keys,
liberates humanity.

One encounter at a time,
free caged thoughts to ease the mind.
Simple gestures souls may find,
can transform dark thoughts to kind.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – November 29, 2022
Prompt – Nonsensical


A new life always starts,
with the release of tears.
Strong drum beats in the heart,
made to conquer all fears.

Profound need in each core,
to grow knowledge and learn.
Inwardly keep the score,
sit to watch the years turn.

Search outward for clear truth,
giant force can not hide.
Senses recognize proof,
buried deeply inside.

Keep searching for answers,
most will never pursue.
Stone sculpted enhancers,
may throw hard concrete clues.

Instincts aim for self-care,
to then burn from pure guilt.
Sacred hues in the air,
fuel all messages built.

Forces choose to comply,
work as one, never two.
Open the unseen eye,
manifest every view.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for FFFC #195 hosted by Fandango

Thoughts (Published at Spillwords)

Today I will let it all ride,
no rhyme or reason kept inside.
Disgusted by how I see life,
the give and take is a big lie.
Built to just give but never take,
could never dare to expect breaks.
Some acts are sweet but also fake,
with rehearsed scenes for their own sake.
A pain filled heart is hardly heard,
unless some gossip can be stirred.
True love is seen as just absurd,
plastic emotions cover words.

Search deep inside to find the words,
my pity party seems absurd.
Release the pain my thoughts have stirred,
let tears cascade and cries be heard.
Learn to forgive for my own sake,
keep genuine, dismiss the fake.
Do not hold tight once the bonds break,
wishes appear for me to take.
The truth inside could never lie,
so well prepared to live this life.
In touch with how I feel inside,
hold on to light and take a ride.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

I am so excited to announce that my poem Thoughts 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! 💕

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