Between Places



The need that will not stop

the need to create for ourselves


speak with our hands

scribble with our minds.







Make, shape, build

add colors from inside.



bolder than

we trust ourselves to be.



We share wisps of tender fear

kept hidden from view


like a shield of insecurity

tucked behind the ear.





Wary of those that come

with a look unfamiliar.



the power of the

impermanent paint

to include.





Lines drawn

to dare a crossing


to encircle all.


© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Street art – Lisbon, Portugal



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My head sits

on cords of screaming tension

inability to relax into

whirl of busyness, cyclone

of storms around my being

interference between me

and the presence

I wish to give you.

Please forgive my current cloudiness.

Blow this weather to the corner of the room.

I want to sit with you.

“What is the state of your heart?”

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Inspired by  – “Let us insist on a type of human-to-human connection where when one of us responds by saying, “I am just so busy,” we can follow up by saying, “I know, love. We all are. But I want to know how your heart is doing.” “



Stalled on the bridge, in between here and there.

I look back to all I have built.

What still stands and what is no longer in service.

Hoping others will use these spaces, be thoughtful about repairs.

That tall one will need a new roof.

Some may be too weathered to save.

Pausing on the bridge, in between here and there.

I look ahead to wide open space.

What could be built and what is needed.

Beauty that can only be created by elements and time.

A center which radiates the harmony of shade trees.

Bare hands join for strength that I alone do not have.

I remain next to the railing.

water rushes beneath.

No longer who I was.

Not yet who I am becoming.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Photo taken in Amsterdam, 2013

Bridge Photo Challenge