Love is never closed for business.


With love there is always room at the table.

Bring what you have to share

even if it is just a memory, a song.

Together we will make a meal to feed

not just our stomachs

our souls shall be satisfied

nourished through connection.

Your stories on my tongue

sweet and savory.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017


Celebrate #Loveuary with 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.


When change comes …


Waking to a foreign experience

like a transplanted language

that spread through the city while I slept.

I used to trust myself to know the way

right turn, then straight, always on course.

Within my country, I thought I knew where I was.

Now my GPS offers no help. No translation available.

Consistent landscape. Buildings in place

yet unrecognizable to my inner navigation.

My compass now cracked, unable to orient

true North now lies

inside me.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Discovery Challenge – Conventional Wisdom








Will you be a rainbow?


Not qualified, no certificate, diploma

just a person, regular, no one special.

Who me? I don’t know how. Where would I start?

Listen. Open your heart. Look. Open your eyes.

An opportunity right in front of you. Yes, right there.

It won’t matter. I don’t count. It’s too late.

No one ever tires of a rainbow coming through the clouds.

Your colors impossible to see from an internal view

vivid in the eyes of those waiting.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Dr. Maya Angelou – Thank you for reminding me that I can be a rainbow in someone else’s cloud and to take all the rainbows of my life with me wherever I go.

Rainbow photo thanks to