I am grateful to Ann Kestner at Poetry Breakfast for sharing my poem today. If you have ever had a difficult time figuring out how to say something then you will probably relate to this poem.
Borrowed Flight – A Poem by Ali Grimshaw (click here to read)
Poetry Breakfast serves up a poem each morning to go with your coffee or tea. If you haven’t checked out this site then give it a try. It is a great way to start your day.
The sad yellow kitchen towel
knows that you will not be returning.
It sags with grief, folded into itself.
No longer your footsteps
squeak across the floor
to make the house speak.
I sit in your chair to be with you.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2019
The National Poetry Writing challenge for today is to write your own sad poem, but one that achieves sadness through simplicity. Click the icon to find out more and connect with others who are participating. Enjoy!
craters of care
shadow marked attempts
deeply rutted thinking paths
(your footprints alongside mine)
from days of trying again and
our laughter in piles around the room
you are there in all the footsteps
of my mind.
© Ali Grimshaw 2019
“footsteps of the mind” – Tuesday writing challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe
Seeing them together
caused my pause
to write a gift for you
on scraps found. My pen
pulled my hand along
(it is braver than I).
It knows how to lay
my heart wide open,
like a prairie to the sky
nowhere to hide
expansive and still,
miles from adequate
for what I wish to give.
© Ali Grimshaw (rewrite 2019)
d’Verse Open Link Night #238
I want to give a shout out to The Drabble for sharing my poem today, Some of the Time. I am always honored to have my voice shared. The Drabble at WordPress, is a fun site dedicated to publishing original fiction, non-fiction, and poetic works of 100 words or less. Please travel over and visit my poem by clicking on this link, Some of the Time I would love to hear your feedback on this poem. It is all about hanging on through whatever life throws our way. If you are going through tough times today, hold on, this too shall pass.
Thank you for helping me to shine my light.
Never had you loved anyone more
than the one in the bright red raincoat
so visible on the beach of haze.
Like a masterful painting
he drew your eyes in
a beacon of clarity
when the tide of life
got too high.
© Ali Grimshaw 2019
Pic and a Word Challenge- Colour