and just when I think, “How much could it matter?” – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

~ Ali Grimshaw 


How many days can you claim bold aliveness
on an airstream of love 
where wordclouds hover to make shadows?

What sweet relief to witness the magesty of 
bloom on blue, a gathering of cells 
multiplying magnificent.

"I'll miss you," he said in a whisper. "How many ways 
can a mountian be climbed?"

Dipping skinny-style, screaming out in glee
we entered the river to revive.

Lavendar dusk of sky
arched islands like the backs of resting animals.

Oh, what can be unfolded inside my twisted heart
by sunlight on water if each person is a light
if we are billions of shades shifting into place.

© Ali Grimshaw 2024

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This poem was inspired by Laura's prompt - Last Year's First Eleven
I chose one poem from each month and used the first line to make
this new poem. All of these lines were from poems I posted in 2023. 
Writing this was like a word puzzle.

23 thoughts on “and just when I think, “How much could it matter?” – Poem by Ali Grimshaw”

  10. ”screaming out in glee
    we entered the river to revive” – your poetry is becoming more and more profound, Ali!
    Despite life’s uncertainty, we should strive to make the most of what we have, rather than fantasising about the future. And I am aware that learning how to live life to the fullest takes time. It takes dedication. It takes hard work. But it’s all worth it in the end. Thanks for sharing, and have a good day 🙂 Aiva xx

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  11. This is gorgeously mystical, Ali. I love how it culminates in that finale at the end:

    “Oh, what can be unfolded inside my twisted heart
    by sunlight on water if each person is a light
    if we are billions of shades shifting into place.”

    ❤️

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