Silhouette

Childhood best friend
obscure to see,
known to extend
each time I flee.
Your soul depends
on me to be,
I make you bend
and crawl with me.

My growth is yours,
so is my speed.
You are my cure
for lonely needs.
You must endure,
my every deed.
Feeling secure,
always agree.

Partners in crime,
my closest peer,
with all my climbs,
sure to appear.
My silent mime
has no found fears,
here all the time,
throughout the years.

Each growing step
forced your follow.
Secrets we swept
tied tomorrows,
You must accept
options narrow.
My trust you kept
loyal shadow.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

Notes

Memories
can often sink.
Anchor them down
with lasting ink.


If poems form,
recite out loud.
Closing both eyes,
notice a crowd.


Some will absorb
the lines you say,
then process them
in distinct ways.

Try to touch hearts
that can relate.
Spreading pure love
erases hate.

Allow the words
to paint feelings,
hope they provide
massive healings.

An unknown phrase
may release fears
Clear obstacles
and keep light near
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Potential

What is a song that goes unheard,
or poem if it has no words?
An echoed sound

that has no end,
a profound thought
,
stuck in a pen.

What is a frame without the art,
or actor with no spoken part?
A cage secured

on every side,
a gig to take
,
with hidden lines.

What is a film with no debut,
biography without your view?
A way to be deemed

as aloof,
a way to read
,
another’s truth.

What is a life without a twist,
or opportunity you missed?
A day relived

with no enhance,
a lesson shown
,
so take a chance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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