Sipping – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

she didn't need to know how to pronounce the name
of what grew before her delicately vivid

she didn't need to understand how it pollinated
or the temperatures it withstood last winter

she didn't need to know why it arrived 
who brought it from afar or how it survived

her eyes saw the magenta magnificence
drank in the sweet joy of bloom in a cup

tasted the miniture petals
an elixer of revival

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

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Lessons from a Dogwood – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

"Nature does not hurry
yet everything is accomplished."
-Lao Tzu

a flower
can be a poem 
all by itself

color replacing gray
newsroom days

each petal, lined hues
of good news

the glory of opening
to live again

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

Covid finnally caught me and I am learning 
how to accept it as an uninvited guest. 
Sending you wishes for wellness.

Join me at earthweal 
this week: Lessons from the Wild

Photo taken on one of my neighborhood walks.

5 Answers to the Same Question – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

1. Ease your body into 
a warm bath, stay long enough 
to forget why its ending and how
time ever mattered.

2. Get your shovel
plant your tears along with faith
flower seeds for tomorrow's
sky brightening.

3. Climb to the roof, listen for
birds from a different perspective
notice the variation in song
brings clearer thoughts.

4. Wander while feeling 
solid ground, allow disappointment 
to flee your swinging arms
until lightness of hope arrives.

5. Leave yourself behind
the one that didn't believe
your worth. Buy yourself
colored pencils, new sneakers.

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

For the 18th day of Na/GloPoWriMo 
- “Five Answers to the Same Question.” 

Photo taken in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico

Welcome – Poem By Ali Grimshaw

I stumbled upon this tree and she had much to share
"I'm twisted and far from upright but that won't stop me

from blue sky mornings, feeling the sun warm each layer
of my thick skin muffling me from the critics of all things

that don't look quite straight. Let the rain drip down 
your skin. What? You say you haven't stood naked in the rain?

You haven't lived until you've felt singular drops land cool
one, then another to awaken aliveness once lost to you.

Stick with me kid. There's no reason to return to the city.
Let me see your Tree Pose. Beautiful! Welcome to the grove."

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

For day 13 of Na/GloPoWriMo. Everything is going to be amazing.

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Photo taken in the desert outside of Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. 
What a magical experience to meet this grandmother tree.

Topsy-turvy – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

When green is stop
and red is go
yellow gets confused

and we collapse
into a dogpiled 
a puddle of hilarity

drippings of our whitewashed
cityscape, flowers bowed
or buried
a spot of fallen yellow

©Ali Grimshaw 2022
School is closed today, April 11, because of a snowstorm. What?! The world feels topsi-turvy.

Springtide – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

Sometimes a leafgreen season
allows a reaching beyond our past
perimeter of pain.

Will you build a bridge
or jump ship?
Questions like Spring rain
essential for endurance.

Pause before you reach the 50-mile marker 
wondering what brought you to the desert 
without water.

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

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Opening – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

“Poetry is the unexpected utterance of the soul that comes at times to renew us when we least expect it. Poems show us how we belong to each other and life. Like all forms of art, poetry marries what is with what can be. Poems show us our possibility. There is a mystical assumption of Unity underneath all poems. Every honest, heartfelt expression shows how being connected to life in all its forms allows each of us to be more fully ourselves.” – Mark Nepo

unexpected can be beauty with open eyes 

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

This Monoku, a single line poem consisting of seventeen syllables or even fewer, inspired by Eugi's Casuerie. 

The photo was taken on my recent trip to Mexico. I spent a lot of time just being, not doing, just hearing the heartbeat of the ocean. I wish this for everyone. 
Sending peace from my heart to yours.

Passing Peace – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

when he first drew the lines he had no idea
how far that circle would roll

how it would arrive on windshields, bridges, believers
show itself on countryside barns, walls within cityscapes
live on t-shirts worn by people of every color

he didn't know and he let his heart draw forward
a circle of himself, arms outstretched

today this rocksolid symbol
kept pocketwarm for peace 
she is determined to hold

traveled with her in faith
to pass onto small hands.

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

"I was in despair. Deep despair," he wrote, according to the book TM: The Untold Stories Behind 29 Classic Logos. "I drew myself: the representative of an individual in despair with hands palm outstretched outwards and downwards in the manner of Goya's peasant before the firing squad. I formalized the drawing into a line and put a circle round it. It was ridiculous at first and such a puny thing." - Gerald Holtom

The symbol was adopted by the British Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament, of which Holtom was a member, and made its public debut Easter weekend, 1958.

from The origin story of the peace sign by LAUREN HANSEN

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Water Heal My Soul – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

My words were inspired by this nourishing song, The River,

written and performed by Coco Love Alcorn. Please give it a listen.

river's spirit sings
rhythm without age
it knows flow
where to go
it helps me trust the way

with eyes closed, receiving
I open to the waterway
joining streamlets, runnels, rivulets
rushing away

Mother Earth's teaching
receding or overflow 
returning is
river's way to go

©Ali Grimshaw 2022

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