Shifting – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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absent stood out

on the page of my day,

like sharp yellow highlighter,

biting bright contrast,

to your slight soft smile.

Remembering our laughter

mixed with the warm sunlight smell

of blackberries, overripe

with the end of this season,

some clinging to the vine.

ยฉ Alicia Grimshaw 2019

As we shift to the next, there is a tension of holding on and letting go. I feel this as I experience goodbyes and new places. Sending love to anyone who is saying farewell and transitioning with this season.  Let’s welcome in the  new colors that arrive with this change.

 

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