Liberation – poem by Ali Grimshaw

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Within this cold capsule
unable to expand, frozen
limbs ache with limitations
of tight thoughts.

let thaw my mind
melting madness, tips to toes
until I sting with vitality
of circulation returning.

unwilling to still my spirit
any longer, wind brings
deliverance of movement.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

December Quadrille – dVerse

43 thoughts on “Liberation – poem by Ali Grimshaw

  1. Oh dear….I have a new computer and don’t know if my response entered here and is waiting to be adjudicated? Just in case, as I had to relog in with my password etc, I am very very late to the reading of the quadrilles and didn’t even get to post for Tuesday or Thursday yet….but here I am.
    I absolutely love this post, Ali. I can take it literally and think about the tree limbs ensconced in ice in a winter storm and wanting to be free again…have their circulation restarted by the winds etc. And then, for me at least, I can take it as a metaphor for us…maybe for those of us aging whose limbs are not as agile as they are…frozen by age. My feet still want to do the tap dance steps I did when I was young…the brain sends down the messages to my feet but my feet are yearning to do those steps and just can’t quite do the complex ones anymore! But oh the spirit is there! Anyway…you can tell I love your post!

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    1. Lilian thank you so much for your effort to respond. I truly appreciate your thoughtful feedback. It is always such an honor to have someone spend time with a poem that I have written. You gave me a big smile.

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  2. VERY late to my reading….but oh how I love this post! It is beautifully writ and has the literal meaning of the tree limbs, ensconced in icicles in winter and wanting to be free as the wind might release them and start their circulation again….and also, as a metaphor for us humans. I think for example, of aging and the tiring of limbs that need to be exercised and then still, cannot perform the old tap dance moves they used to when they were young…but oh, the spirit is still there! 🙂 So many ways to think about this….SO SO enjoyed this!

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  3. Benefit of Staying
    A Ballerina Free
    Feather Weight
    Spirit LiGHT
    no
    Matter
    Stone of
    Human Flesh
    Trust me hehe..
    if i will Float at
    240 Pounds at Close
    to 60 Years Old who should
    not have Hope oF LiGHT Still to come..:)

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  4. I especially liked this one, Ali! The photos were beautiful, but after reading your poem, I looked at them in a different light. Sometimes we can be so frozen emotionally….and long for a thaw!

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  5. Such a refreshing liberation, Ali! I love the thought of ‘thawing my mind’ and escaping the ‘limitations of tight thoughts’, and the use of alliteration in ‘melting madness, tips to toes’.

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