Dancing to
the sounds of raindrops,
while they flood my
washed up shoes.
I can hear as
bells are ringing,
people run to
pay their dues.

I resist
but can not hide
as a tear
reaches my eye.
Sway around
move to the rhythm
of the droplets
falling down.

Failed to stop
I keep on moving
as my clothes
feel like the lake.
Never felt
crash so hard
my body shakes.

Felt a stillness
taking over
making this
my final dance.

Bitting hard
pierced my own lip
thanks to hope
received a chance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My poem ” Nobody ” was published on The Writers Club . I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally Published on January 2, 2021


Look past appearance.
Flesh, bones, blood, brain are human.
Unique heart, thoughts, soul.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


A promise or bond
should never be broken.
Phrases that are said
cannot go unspoken.
Be careful with thoughts
that escape a shut mouth.
They could stick like glue,
fill peaceful ears with doubt.
The right choice of words
can make someone love you,
contrary to this,
the wrong ones can undo.

As people observe,
minds will jump to believe.
Ears hear the unseen
to cause what is perceived.
When trusting your eyes
to lead you towards truth,
grasp with all senses
to then stumble on proof.
Start to clear resents,
replace poor points of view.
Blissful joy is found,
following inner cues.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published on January 16, 2021


Silent story
that goes untold,
muted glories
slowly unfold,
without a word
emotions sound,
screams go unheard,
fall to the ground.

Old souls spinning,
great fate repeats,
this time winning
all past defeats,
opened hands give
a love so pure,
divine love lives,
future secured.

Retracting time
as stillness sweeps,
a massive chime,
touches so deep,
whisked way past space
to then plant down,
upon a maze,
on flowered grounds.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on January 7, 2021


Outside feels warm,
she grabs a book.
Approaching storm,
makes her feel shook.

Some cool water
to comfort fears,
but loud thunder
sounded so near.

She leaps up high,
then sits back down,
her drink supply
did not touch ground.

An empty glass
rests in her hand,
while liquid mass
never does land.

To her dismay
it floats on by,
hunts clouds away
to clear the sky.

Heart beats so calm,
while mind feels shock,
within her palm
great gifts unlock.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #140 June 27, 2022


Amazing event.
Fills eager hearts with pure hope.
Awesome wonder.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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