“But it is not enough to weep for our lost landscapes; we have to put our hands in the earth to make ourselves whole again. Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.” ― Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants
In the wind
a yearning hunger
exhales united in pain
gather into traveling rain.
Storm clouds of resistance
blanketing the vulnerable.
We plant the seeds
again, again
as our grandmothers before us.
Apple trees to feed a future
we will never see.
Believing abundance
possible.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2026
Join dVerse Poet’s Pub for Open Link Night. HERE This poem was inspired by the quadrille challenge – Hunger.
Photo taken at my aunt and uncle’s home in Oregon. It was a great apple harvest that year.
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Love the quotation you post prior to your poem. And love your poem as well. “We plant the seeds again, again”My favorite words….so applicable to so much these days. The affirmation that nature renews itself and in today’s world, we find ourselves have to give a little (actually a big) push to do that.
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Lilian, thank you so much for reading and for your reflection. ☮️
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My dear Ali, you continue to give me rainbows when sometimes all I see is darkness. I just love the picture. I can smell the sweet fragrance of those apples.
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Thank you for letting me know that my writing brings you hope. Keep looking for evidence of love. You are not alone.
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Beautiful Ali. 🧡🌿 When we remember that all our choices will affect our children’s future, it creates more meaning in each moment.
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So true. ❤️☮️
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Storm clouds of resistance
blanketing the vulnerable.
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Thank you for reflecting back my friend.
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Ah … “From little things, big things grow”, Ali 🥰📘📃
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So true. We must keep planting love and seeds of all kinds. Great to hear from you Ivor.
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You’re most welcome, Ali … this little poet is getting older and slower, but my website is growing bigger and busier …
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I’d love to hear that the world is soaking up your words.♥️☮️
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I need a big box of blotting paper for my old quill, Ali
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