Your error is forgetting
that you also began
as a seed.
The starfish that loses an arm
still thrives brightly seaward.
The coyote howls, then listens through
darkness to return to his pack.
The angel oak's reach is far and long
regardless of scarred branches.
Can you see the lacework
between the living?
Each reaching out
tied in small knots
is also a receiving.
© Ali Grimshaw 2021
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Reflecting back-❤️
“Each reaching out
tied in small knots
is also a receiving.”
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Thank you for your reflection back. I so appreciate it. Have a beautiful day
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Kelley,
Your poem is up on my blog now. I hope you like the photo. Thank you for letting me share it with my readers. Have a beautiful day.
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It’s perfect! 💚
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So glad that you like it. I take lots of photos of trees. This one had the sunshine coming through the leaves.
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When we can see that lacework we will stop destroying our planet. Love this! 💗
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Tricia,
I like that vision and hope it comes true. It makes me wonder about changing the title of this poem. Thanks for reading.
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Thought provoking and encouraging at the same time! Love this!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for sharing. Have a beautiful day.
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! xoxox 😘💕🎁🌹
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you also began
as a seed.
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Thank you for your reflection. I appreciate you.
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Awesome piece, Ali!
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Thank you so much! Make it a great day.
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My pleasure, Ali.
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This is so beautiful and exquisitely put, Ali, like lacework itself!
‘Your error is forgetting
that you also began
as a seed.’
I keep thinking about this: we so easily forget that we are part of nature.
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What an honor it is to have you ponder my words. I hope they provide further inspiration
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Teaching the linear human brain to embrace a circular nature requires a method of surprise, as you so delightfully demonstrate here. A giving which receives. Well done.
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Brendan,
Your comment made my day. Thank you kindly for cherishing my poem and taking time to share your reflection here.
Wishing you peace and beauty,
Ali
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Nice! I can see all the coonections in my mind’s eye. Leads me to others….
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I appreciate hearing this from you Nancy. Looking forward to giving you a hug in person someday.
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Takes you to a few unknown, unwanted corners. Beautiful Ali.
Nara x
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Nara, I appreciate hearing from you. I hope you are safe.
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I am Ali. I am good here 🙂
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Beautifully done Ali! I love your analogies that compare all of us… We are just like the knotty oak with scarred branches reaching out,
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Thank you for reading my words today. Make every day count
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Yes!
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The opening of this is so good!
I was unsure about how you meant the starfish line – they grow back limbs, was that the point?
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Yes, a starfish can lose a iimb and still go on to thrive.
Thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts. I appreciate it. All of my poems are always in progress. I will definitely keep the opening.
Wishing you a beautiful day.
Ali
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I liked the starfish bit too, just wasn’t confident in my interpretation. 🙂
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A tightly-tied wonderfully wrapped present, AG. Awesome work. Thanks. I think your opening tercet has the most potent aspect of the message. Salute!
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Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Ron. Much appreciated.
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“The angel oak’s reach is far and long regardless of scarred branches. Can you see the lacework
between the living?” Yes, yes! So utterly beautiful in its wisdom and depth, Ali 💝💝
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Sanaa,
Thank you for reflecting back the lines that most spoke to you. I wish that more people could feel the lacework between all living beings. My heart hurts today.
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This is awesome. I love the words about the oak in particular.
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Thanks for your feedback, Astrid. I tend to be very concise in my poetry. I sometimes wonder if I should dig deeper and find more words to create a clearer picture???
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yes, all is connected –
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Thanks for seeing it with me, Beth. Have a beautiful day.
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Can you see the lacework
between the living?
Each reaching out
tied in small knots
is also a receiving.
All lines in this poem are so exquisitely beautiful!
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Thank you for reflecting back the lines that most spoke to your heart. I appreciate hearing them.
I hope you are being kind to yourself today.
Ali
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🙏🏼💛
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