She lived in a dented silver trailer
plainly, without shine inside and out.
The window view of sea
filled her need for decoration.
Constant rhythm of wave reassurance
ever evolving color of cloud, mist, fog
always filled her with belonging.
Passersby with lipfrowning judgement
downcast look of sadness at her dwelling
would never know her truth.
She had found her community of paradise
between wind and simplicity.
© Ali Grimshaw 2018
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Nice lines: “The window view of sea
filled her need for decoration.”
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Frank, I appreciate your reflection. Thank you.
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Beautifully tender and true, Ali – I really like the sense of soul in this…
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I appreciate your feedback Scott. Thank you.
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Isn’t it interesting how hard it can be to understand a choice like that, yet we cheer at Thoreau and his cabin at Walden Pond.
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Judgement is an interesting part of humanity. Thanks for your reflection.
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Ah, sometimes it is the ones who are “plainly, without shine inside and out…” that are the ones worth considering and getting to know. A beautiful piece placed in a beautiful place.
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Charley, what a lovely reflection back. Thanks for taking the time to leave this response.
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You are welcome!
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The window view of the sea must be an amazing sight ~ What matters most – its her home and paradise and she is happy. Thanks for sharing Ali ~
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This is how I imagine my mom living and what would make her happy.
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Oh wow, this had amazing imagery in it Ali. Needing so little with such a view, yet many can’t comprehend that. Yet it’s powerful and beautiful.
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Such a compliment coming from you, one who writes so well. Thank you.
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You’re very welcome Ali. Thank you too ❤️
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The window view of sea
filled her need for decoration….
She had found her community of paradise
between wind and simplicity.
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Thanks for your reflection my friend.
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Beautifully written Ali. Hauntingly, the seaside sounds of natures silence.
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Thanks Ivor. I grew up on the Oregon coast. It is interesting how many times the ocean’s powerful presence comes into my poetry. Do you notice if your childhood surroundings show up in your poetry?
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Well Ali I’m basically in the same place, I’ve hardly moved from my original surroundings, and I have written a lot about our family home in Ocean Grove named “Tullawalla” and our original residence in North Geelong, (Well Preserved). 😊
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I don’t live by the seaside now and haven’t lived on the coast since I was a teen. But those early memories are a part of me.
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Oh yes, I definitely see that in lots of your writings, they must have been wonderful times for you, and your descriptions are vividly beautiful.
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Thanks so much. Have a great day.
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It’s interesting to note how judgemental some people can be. We might not fit into society’s norms, yet we can feel very content with our life. Funny how some of us will assume and jump to conclusions, never thinking about one’s backstory, truth as you said – and never take the time to get to know one person. A poem that speaks of both vulnerability and strength. Great writing, Ali 🙂
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I loved this reflection Mabel. Thank you for taking the time to share.
I have find contentment when I have clarity. This poem is somewhat about that.
Make it a great day my friend.
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Beautiful composition of words Ali
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Thank you for letting me know. Have a beautiful day.
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Welcome Ali.
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