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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Quiet of Grace

Dressed in white, they gather

a sacred opening, shared hush

They lean in to listen for what is to come.

My eyes honored guests to witness their glory.

One of few who will attend this party today.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Photo Challenge – Graceful

 

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 pixabay.com/en/rainbow-kelvenne-national-park-1372108/

Acknowledgements

It is a wonderful feeling to have someone acknowledge that which you create. Thank you Sakhi of Quill & Parchment for granting me the Blogger Recognition Award. I am a self taught blogger and have my doubts about understanding how this is suppose to work but if I let doubts stop me I would never have started a blog or shared even one poem. I started my blog with one intention, to give. My first poem, flashlight batteries, is where I got the name for my blog. My goal continues to be to reach out to anyone in the world who may feel alone, frightened or confused. I believe that authentic connection between people changes the world. My advice is to give the gift of yourself.  Now and at no time in the future will there ever be another human just like you. Don’t try to be something, just be who you are. The world needs the gifts that only you can give.

These are the blogs I would like to recognize. If you don’t accept awards then please consider this a personal thank you. You have all inspired me.

  1. Mabel Kwong
  2. Out an’ About
  3. Eyes + Words
  4. Watching the Daisies
  5. I didn’t have my glasses on 
  6. THIRDEYEMOM
  7. Flying Through Water
  8. BUSINESS IN RHYME
  9. Edge of Humanity
  10. ADD And So Much More
  11. Forgiving Connects
  12. Confessions of a Reborn Girl
  13. Green Life Blue Water
  14. Kool Kosher Kitchen
  15. A Holistic Journey

Although rules have been shared, I want my nominated bloggers to feel no pressure to follow them.  Life is short and we all need to make our own choices.

RULES

  • wp-1484056242164Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • Write a post to show your award.
  • Give a brief story of how your blog started.
  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
  • Select 15 other bloggers you want to give this award to.
  • Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them & provide the link to the post you created.

Holding Hands

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As we stand together

the ocean’s roar a comfort

lullaby of constant.

You squeeze my hand.

I echo the motion.

Reliable rolling waves,

we count on

when the world is crashing.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

The Daily Post Photo Challenge – Ambience

 

 

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.