Liberation – poem by Ali Grimshaw

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Within this cold capsule
unable to expand, frozen
limbs ache with limitations
of tight thoughts.

let thaw my mind
melting madness, tips to toes
until I sting with vitality
of circulation returning.

unwilling to still my spirit
any longer, wind brings
deliverance of movement.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

December Quadrille – dVerse

Deciduous – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

 

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Maybe you’re not late.

Will you trust Mother Earth

with Autumn’s end

even when you don’t feel ready?

Maybe you are right on time

keeping the cycle.

A tree with your own falling leaves.

Maybe your season is happening

just as it should be.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2019

dVerse Quadrille – Keep

Departure – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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At the seasonal station
the train of life only pauses
departure depends on your duration
illusion of control blankets nature’s causes.

Days to nights shift and the engineer steers
hibernating bunks of linked sleepers softly
breathe away their past selves
rhythm of the planet moves through the years.

Travelers lulled to comforted right
cycle of no endings, wheels freely spin
balance tipped toward the night
untouchable by human error, solstice arrives again.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

dVerse – Quatrain

Housekeeping – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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Where do you go after

you’ve swept up a dusty decade?

Voices of memories, dialogues of decisions

glinting pieces of effort,

shambled shards of mixed failures and gritty grains

of overcoming the odds. The minutes after

the disposal of what was,

a pause before, you’ve put away the broom.

Clean floor, the past no longer felt

between your toes.

Cultivate – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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Shadowed understory no longer needed
sprout through old layers of indecision
boldly bolt toward sunlight to come.

Regardless of broken branches,
depleted soil from years
of growing the same crops.

Angle for full height, extension
of reach, beyond what is
expected of your species.

Grow yourself beyond
the gardens of your past
self.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

“Both abundance and lack exist simultaneously in our lives, as parallel realities. It is always our conscious choice which secret garden we will tend.” – Sarah Ban Breathnach

Forgiving Connects

Open Link Night – d’Verse Poets Pub

 

Topography – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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An inner dissection

sections of her heart

thinly unlayered, to find

the magnificence of awe

that used to be part of her.

Faded peak moments mapped

on her skin. Elevations reached

and fallen from while yearning

changed her topography.

Thoughts of who

she could become, still

a proposed expedition.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2019

SHADOW ~ PIC AND A WORD CHALLENGE #182