Tag: rhymed poetry

Living Statue

Dear figurine, always bright,
sits on rails, absorbs day light.
Eyes of stone, beam far away,
blankly stares, thoughts seem to stray.

Mustache and beard, set with grace,
face is carved from time’s embrace.
Curls of hair take a proud stand,
caught in winds from distant lands.

Bridges sway, world spins along,
silence stands where dreams belong.
Inner clocks always recall,
memories that swiftly fall.

Knowledge in his wistful gaze,
hears stories that pass each day.
Motionless he leads life’s race,
endless moments, don’t erase.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 281 March 24, 2025

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Radiant Day

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

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Cherry Blossom Path

Under the sky, so soft and blue,
numbers of cherry blossoms grew,
their petals danced in gentle air,
grace interlaced beyond compare.

Each branch, a stroke of pink and white,
faintly glistens with hues of light,
reflections of the world they wore,
upon the waters’ silver floor.

Sweet beauty gently kissed by day,
elegant trees perfectly sway,
a magical, deep dream was spun,
upside-down life, mirrors the sun.

Blush petals fall in fresh descent,
rose colored visions, heaven-sent,
distinct clear views for eyes to see,
ripples replay with the warm breeze.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 280 March 17, 2025

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Honey

Two beings bound by heart and mind,
swiftly travel the tides of time.
Mirrored reflections intertwine,
a dance so rare, truly divine.

Unaware shadows side by side,
protective source never divides.
No need for words actions are found,
emotions display without sounds.

Journey through mountains high and steep,
always aware, hearts never sleeps,
true twin flames love only grows strong,
deep inner fire conquers all wrongs.

Throughout lifetimes their spirits meet,
the cure to feeling incomplete.
Pure souls combined for all to see,
one breath throughout eternity.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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Oblivious to the Obvious

Nature’s whisper,
swiftly, unseen,
leaves softly dance,
sway in between.
Unique designs,
swirl in the air,
full heads face down,
walk unaware.

Trees stretch branches,
patterns so fine,
treasures woven,
by hands of time.
Overlook grace,
dash through the park,
blind as pure charm,
glows in the dark.

Streams hum sweet tunes,
earth understands,
hurry along,
life feels so bland.
Ideal plans,
drift with the breeze,
lost in shuffle,
caught by the sea.

Signs all around,
amidst the rush,
secrets are found,
inwardly hush.
Art of the world,
endlessly flows,
sings a bright song,
pause so heart knows.

– Grace Y Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge March 11 , 2025
Prompt – Nature’s design

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Morning Bond

Sweet baby held in his hands,
deep felt joy hearts understand.
Arms outstretched, gentle embrace,
giggles plaster smiles with grace.

Sea below hums lullabies,
golden hues paint the vast sky.
sunlit rays dance, clouds part wide,
vows of hope with rising tide.

Tiny arms reach for the sun,
touch the dawn, day has begun.
Pure love, ample as the sea,
soothes the world, forever free.

Embraced by the warmth of light,
connection shines ever bright,
Morning sparkles hope anew,
infinite bond always true.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 279 March 10, 2025

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Natural Gift

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

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Needed Rest

The moon lit night sky gently glows,
she sleeps where wild winds softly blow,
among the stones fantasies leap,
her body cradled in deep sleep.

Thick jagged rocks form a firm bed,
earth’s pillow holds her heavy head.
Deep dreams run lost through time and space,
reverie caught an endless place.

Within the rocks, there lies no strife,
but in it’s place lives endless life.
As soon as dawn begins to rise,
she wakes to hear soft inner cries.

Ancestors whisper ancient songs,
she slumbers where cold stones belong.
Woman in stone, peacefully still,
forever bound to nature’s will.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 278 March 03, 2025

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Pensive Moment

Reflections shine,
eyes look away.
How did my life end up this way?
So many dreams died within me,
still long for hopes of
“What would be?”

The innocence of yesterday,
made life worth living everyday.
Stale clouds crept to embrace the now,
rain poured so hard, all faith fell down.

Salty tears dance
upon my lips,
I swallow hard,
pray sorrows slip.
Take a deep breath,
“What will come next?”
my mind narrates a brighter text.

Tomorrow plays a brighter song,
no space for doubts, nothing goes wrong.
Splashes of dreams cascade inside,
trust higher source always provides.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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Kind Whisper

A cold word,
may freeze a heart,
love is blurred,
connections part.

One small phrase,
can mend or break,
some jokes graze,
pain tough to shake.

Spoken thoughts,
travel through time,
sorrows caught,
hurtfully chime.

Offer praise,
avoid debates,
things we say,
carry strong weight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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