Under the moon,
cobblestone path,
bright peaceful swoon,
clears inner wrath.

Each step feels right,
magical ride,
provides insight,
spiritual guide.

Dark shades of blue,
slowly surround,
faith offers clues,
hopes dance around.

Under the moon,
light houses shine,
warm love cocoons,
wishes align.

Dreams fly a kite,
ambitions land,
joyful delight,
cascade on hands.

Infinite views,
flash so profound,
ignite a fuse,
that slept so sound.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 214 November 27 , 2023

Never thought this is, what would be,
reflections stare right back at me,
to challenge what my blurred eyes see,
old encaged thoughts drift to fly free.

My hot blood flows like windy seas,
with pressure of a narrow stream,
present times erase all past dreams,
hopes choke on muffled barks and screams.

Tomorrow’s goals roam to then flee,
too tired to chase after keys,
the future never guarantees,
today holds what blank minds foresee.

Thoughts of a bone ignites pure glee,
energy guides where bright steps lead,
mirrored paths dig up hopeful seeds,
a sense of pride produce sweat beads.

Inner rewards provide great peace,
happiness flows with serene ease,
sit still like a wise ancient tree,
feel my tail dance within the breeze.

Footsteps arrive so suddenly,
to bring treats and rub my belly,
blissful daydreams buzz like a bee,
to paint bright possibilities.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 213 November 20 , 2023

Strong little girl,
walks all alone,
shiny rare pearl,
kicks up loose stones.

Cute plushy pet,
her closest friend,
softness reflects,
power transcends.

Carries her toy,
great lion heart,
a gift of joy,
will soon impart.

The world she sees,
holds distinct views,
prays unity,
helps hate defuse.

Empathy tugs,
her giant soul,
she offers hugs,
bright warmth consoles.

Does what she can,
then helps some more,
love builds her plans,
to cure all wars.

Endlessly blessed,
her path is clear,
happy smiles spread,
and feel sincere.

Deep wishful thoughts,
forever kind,
sweet actions caught,
peace intertwines.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 212 November 13 , 2023

Just needs a break, for her past crimes,
heartfelt mistakes, have served their time.
Dark inner fears, prevent new tries,
no one could hear, loud hidden cries.

Open doors slam, before her face,
obstruct all plans, slow down swift pace.
Head in her hands, torn and disgraced,
tries to withstand, all hopes defaced.

Arms in the air, prays to forget,
life is not fair, swallows regret.
Searches for signs, to pay off debts,
fate soon aligns, to release threats.

Gathers free will, strength to believe,
climbs steeper hills, to heal held grief.
Bright lights fulfill, heartbeat perceives,
forgives past spills, instant relief.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 211 November 06 , 2023

Hours passed slow, visions flew fast,
giggled upon our youthful past.
Remembered a specific time,
hear happy thoughts echo and chime.

Halloween sheets, painted lyrics,
pretended to defy physics.
Tried hard to form a spooky day,
instead decided we should play.

Shadowed visions brought on a scare,
to those that walked by unaware.
Homemade costumes lead us to coast,
as we appeared to swiftly float.

Wide eyes believed they witnessed ghosts,
we held in laughs of prideful boasts.
Arrogance climbed higher plateaus,
congratulating our egos.

Till mysteries unraveled quick,
everyone noticed air flow tricks.
Submerged into a different space,
cherry red cheeks greeted our face.

We snapped back to reality,
aware of our mortality.
Felt free from all mystical spells,
instant relief, disguises fell.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 210 October 30 , 2023

Strong solid tree
stands all alone,
cool smokey breeze
highlights earth tones.

Nature paints views
without brush strokes,
bright light filled hues,
fluffy clouds cloak.

Golden sun beams
on mountain sides,
sweet honey gleams
enhance blue skies.

Thick dewy air
feels so serene,
delightful flair
highlight deep greens.

Infrastructure,
never succumbs.
Single structure,
but not lonesome.

Breathtaking sight,
fixed memory.
Provokes delight,
as hopes fly free.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 208 October 23 , 2023

Allow swallowed words
to pour like strong rain.
Release choked tears,
scream out in pain.

Anguish and sorrows
hide deeply inside.
Nowhere to run,
no place to hide.

A huge painted smile,
pretend feels okay.
Sun covered clouds,
highlight dull grays.

Vibrant echoes heal,
expose what is fake.
Speak what heart feels,
tempt palms to take.

Loud words spill about,
each phrase becomes real.
Clears unheard shouts,
truth unconcealed.

Accept every side,
embrace day and night.
Let sorrows die,
bask in bright light.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 208 October 16 , 2023

Mechanical friend
slithers calm and free,
slowly to extend
on an unwarned tree.
The future depends
on nature to be,
All perceptions bend
eye open to see.

Roots scatter so pure,
rain waters all seeds.
Sun light a fine cure
for all lonely needs.
Opposites endure,
automated deeds.
Pats soil to secure,
fruitful guarantee.

Close partners in crime,
most uncommon peers,
connected to climb,
as headways appear.
Winds whisper and chime,
birds fly without fear,
cemented with time,
through eternal years.

With every new step,
science soon follows.
Technology swept
to build tomorrows,
All forced to accept
as options narrow.
Intelligence kept,
yesterday shadows.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 207 October 09 , 2023

Blow a kiss,
wishes fly high.
Reminisce,
inwardly sigh.

Pound upon,
a concrete wall.
Bliss is drawn,
peaceful hues fall.

Lyrics land,
in eager ears.
Blind faith stands,
to conquer fears.

Run so far,
no time to pack.
A bright star,
lights up dark cracks.

Close eyes tight,
thoughts sail away.
Pure insight,
guides everyday,

Boat through space,
taste awareness.
Touch of grace,
dreams of Venice.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 206 October 02 , 2023