You must lose things to find them. Rip to repair, slip to find out, who you return as. Tumble through trials be torn away from the known to evolve stronger. You must reach your own hand be burned unjustly to hear my scar's story. © Ali Grimshaw 2020 dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille #105 "Slip"
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Life is a continual journey of learning isn’t it. Wonderful poem Ali. 🙏
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Life is a beautiful journey of growth if we choose to see it that way. I can tell by all that you write that you embrace life that way. The U.S. is facing huge challenges right now. I am standing in love and requesting that others keep their light on. The world needs what only you can give. Thanks for being who you are Miriam. Wishing you wellness.
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I wish you the same too Ali. Hope on tight to that beautiful light and love you have inside you. xx
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This is incredibly evocative! ❤️
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Thank you so much. I truly appreciate your enthusiastic response
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beautiful and powerful!
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Thank you for reading and taking the time to share your reflection.
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my pleasure!
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The truth emanates from your words. A poem I wish I had written. Stunning.
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Mish,
I so appreciate this response coming from you. I enjoy your poetry so much. Take good care
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Thank you, Ali. The feeling is mutual. 🙂
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So well done, Ali.
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Well thank you so much.
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Prescious gold smelted and beaten, turned, rolled to bring out beautiful ornaments 🙂👍🏻
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Thank you for sending me this reflection. It is received with gratitude.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you.
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Always happy to share your posts, Ali!
xoxo
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Wow! Really loved this, Ali!! Especially the ending!!
xoxo
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Thanks for the wow. Getting this kind of comment makes me feel like I have hit the mark. Take care.
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Well, You did! Bravo!! Glad if I made you smile!
Chuck xoxo
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Beautiful post… Loved reading it. 🙂
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Thank you for letting me know my words reached you today.
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Always a pleasure 😊
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Akways a pleasure 😊
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…hear my scar’s story.
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Thank you dear friend. Love to you today and always.
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This is so true. It’s sad, that today’s troubles are regarding wounds that are still open and far from healing. There are lessons still to be learned.
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I agree. There is so much to learn and I am choosing to be a learner. The hurt must come forward before healing can happen. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Take good care.
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Beautifully put to words…our journey in life. Thank you Ali.
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Thank you so much for your reflection. I appreciate it.
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Beautiful and hard and true.
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Linda, Those three words are a powerful message coming back to me. Thank you for reading and considering my poem deeply. Be well.
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You too Ali.
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Reminds me of Maya Angelou’s still we rise poem. Rising to become stronger… Hopefully we can do this as a county!
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I love how Maya Angelou is still inspiring us to rise. Her words of powerful love are calling to me and adding strength. I think she is a great example of how our words can make a difference in the world.
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yes, I totally agree!
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Poignant and wise reminders. Thanks Ali.
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Thank you for letting me know my words reach you today. Take care, Brad
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You’re welcome. They often reach me but I don’t have words.
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I understand. Poems can touch us in ways that we sometimes don’t have words for. It is always enough to say, “This mattered.” Take care Brad.
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Beautiful
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Thank you for reading.
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I like the thought of becoming stronger when torn away from the known.
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Frank, thank you for your reflection. I believe that we are all getting stronger as we are being stretched in new ways. Take care.
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what a powerful poem, and so true
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Beth,
Thank you for seeing truth in this. Take care.
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lovely piece.. shared it here…
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/06/02/the-purpose-of-mistakes-ali-grimshaw-flashlight-batteries/
full credit given, of course. 🙂 Cheers..
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Thank you for sharing.
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Truth. Sad truth.
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Thank you for reading. May we all seek to understand each other.
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That is a great thing to pursue.
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This is so poignant, I feel our poems have parallels this go round. This world puts us through it, and that is the only way to do it, is to go through it, I love – slip to find out who you return as. Is seeing with empathy the positive flip side of “judge not that ye be not judged?” Mebbee. So well written friend.
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I think I’ve served my purpose well…… and lived through, being torn, burnt , and lost what I had….but here I am…. ready to catch the next tram….
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Bravo Ivor. I so appreciate your determination to continue to bring love to the world.
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I feel the truth in this poem, but it’s hard.
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I appreciate your honest response. I have found that poetry can take us to places that are difficult to explore.
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