If the grasses could sing,
a pure note from each blade
their chorus accompanied by
angled beams of light
on each swaying tip
beyond this
yet unheard melody
is my love for you.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
relationships
Conversation on the beach
The breeze picked up
your words were carried away
by the gusts. My heart on the beach alone
as we continued to walk, I remained
jealous of the wind
holding your words so close.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
Putting the pieces back
I will walk beside you. Fill your cracks
with care. Speak your strengths, over
and over until they are glue. Help you
see all truly beautiful things were once
broken. I will love you with abandon
pour a hot cup of tea. Search for your
missing shards. Pluck out sharp words
used for self-inflicted pain. Chant, cheer,
and call your name. I will run ahead
to look for danger and get behind to push.
But please know you have the final piece
to set in place. I can’t make you whole again.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
Photo thanks to PIXABAY
Please don’t give up on love.
Go and find love today
for it surrounds us like
good soup from a friend,
sunlight through trees,
the laughter of children.
Give love today and you will
feel its touch.
Happy Valentine’s Day to my friends around the world!
The Open Space
love is an open space
not yet filled place
a hand reaching out
ready
without expectation
large, tiny, tattooed, wrinkled
skin darker or lighter
held out to you
love is there
if you return the
reach.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
#Loveuary and Love Day Blog Party at But I Smile Anyway…
The future of heartbreak
“How do you keep your heart whole?” he asked. “I can’t bear the breaking.”
“You don’t,” she whispered. “Let it crack open,
like a ruby pomegranate full of moments you have been alive.
Tear away the soft sides, let the jeweled pieces scatter.
They will be found. Picked up by the parched,
carried forward into days where hearts
will be strong enough to break, expand.”
“I am not that strong.” he said, shaking his head.
Tearing off a part of her own heart.
“Take some of my mine, you will be.”
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
#Loveuary – share the love this month with But I Smile Anyway…
Heart wide open
Today I wrote a gift for you
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 2017
February is the month of love. I will be celebrating with love poems all month long.
#Loveuary – inspired by Ritu at But I Smile Anyway…
Photo credit to Nicolas T.
Drawing a house
What do you hold onto
when the bottom drops out
leaving you foundationless?
Your roof carried away by a tornado.
Left only with blankness and a pen
you forgot was in your hand.
I draw myself a new house
windows of openness, a tin roof to hear rain
a welcome door without requirements
with the hope that you feel safe enough to visit.
Uncensored, just as you are not
when you leave the premises.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
You took the colors with you.
When the last leaf has fallen,
and I am left on my own,
my sorrow will have no company.
You took the colors with you.
You took the colors with you,
my questions left alone in the air.
Bleached silence, no reply.
I gave away too much again,
White walls with no solutions,
an empty palette in my hands.
© Ali Grimshaw
After I posted the above poem printed in red. The Original Phoenix asked me this question, “How do you find the new colors?” What a wonderful question to consider. Today I dedicate this expanded poem to her for inspiring me to dig deeper and bring the rest to life. Although I still didn’t answer her question, I continue to ponder it. Thank you! Check out her blog, CONFESSIONS OF A REBORN GIRL. Never underestimate the power of offering feedback. We all need each other.
Will you reconsider?
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
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