The Path

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 8 Comments

Resharing a revised edition of this poem. Sending love to all of those choosing to share their life path with another.

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The path we share sometimes forks.

Here a place to pause among trees.

Conversations in layers like leaves on the forest floor.

Shadows arrive, shake us with views of separate routes.

I kiss your hand with love as I release it.

Fly above the forest if you are called to.

I will not let you deny yourself

to keep us on the same path.

Together we can travel

only if

you will still seek.

© Alicia Grimshaw revised version 2017

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A Mindful Vacation

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 14 Comments

I am resharing this poem today in honor of National Relaxation Day. One long slow breath. Try it out.

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Between each breath
one, maybe two seconds at most,
a tiny space of nothingness.
My passport can’t get me there.
Driving faster, running harder,
multitasking while eating lunch
working later, doing more…
no closer to my destination.

“Where would you like to travel to?” they ask.

someplace between
inhale
and exhale.

© Ali Grimshaw

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Are you willing?

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Beyond imagination.

Outside of your current image.

 

Your reflection lies in the eyes of others.

The eyes of those that surround

looking back at you.

 

See yourself there

to know where you are heading.

 

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Regretting

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Sometimes a regret comes back to life

to emerge as a poem

morphing as it translates into words

pain blossoming

on a single stem.

Each petal overlapping

some parts me

some parts you

forming an image fixed in time

an elixir of us

I drink in

to set us both free.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2016

 

Nose Above Water

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Just enough oxygen.

Not a breath more,

than what is needed

for life to continue.

Her body floats in liquid blue.

Hair feathered out

on the surface like tentacles

reaching for a firm grip,

a holdfast,

to keep from

going

under.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Doorway to Forgiveness

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Dulled by time, the dusty door

coated from years of holding back

nailed shut, painfully impassable

darkness left sealed for so long

you can’t remember it ever being open.

 

Bewildered frustration, heat rises

sweat drips down your chest

fury and defeat of stones tied to feet.

This emotional cycle circles through

each day as you stand before it.

 

Maybe it isn’t possible to reopen

you are so small.

 

But look

you still hold the hammer in your hand

the key dangles from your back pocket.

 

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

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Awakening

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 17 Comments

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My eyes upon

what my body can do

in this now.

 

Gratitude for fingers that write.

Legs that walk me into the world.

A hand that can hold yours.

This migrating temple I possess.

 

A shell washed clean on sand

Your lips brushed across mine.

The aliveness that quickens.

 

Awe to wake up again.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Harmonize

Hidden

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She had always had the word.

It greeted her in morning’s mirror.

Unescapable. An ink faded indication

underneath the white towel

used to pat her face dry.

Now heavy bangs allowed

just enough

coverage for protection.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017