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With gratitude.

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 18 Comments

In January 2016 I chose to begin sharing my poems publicly.  This was scary but I am glad that I took the leap. I never knew that I would end up connecting with people around the world when I started to blog. It has been the best adventure of this year of living. I am in celebration and gratitude to VerseWrights for publishing six of my poems today. VerseWrights is a wonderful daily, online poetry journal.  Thank you to all my readers and for those that support poetry.  Let’s keep the communication going around the world. PEACE is possible.

Sending love across lands and oceans,

Ali

My Leaf Man

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 13 Comments

He brings me leaves

one each day

a contrast in shape

varied vibrancy, coral to ripe peach

left on the kitchen counter

until evening arrives at our window.

Held in his palm

this single donation

color story of today

our eyes meet

the wrinkles, textured hues, imperfect edges.

Our hands hold a temporary prize between us

cherishing.

Trees give without expecting

something in return. Thankfully,

so does he.

© Ali Grimshaw 2016

May you find someone to share the beauty of nature with today. Happy Thanksgiving.

Bouncing Bullets

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 6 Comments

Slanderous words,

sharp and sticky abound.

Potentially murderous voices shoot out

yet ricochet off the innocent assemblage

surrounded by love, like bubble wrap.

A deadly collection of letters,

bouncing back to their owners.

While the souls remain

cloaked in truth,

“Those words aren’t us.”

No need for bulletproof vests to repel them.

Let them decay on the street

the street cleaner will dispose of them

before morning light.

© Ali Grimshaw

 

 

 

 

 

 

Axis Tilt

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 7 Comments

Could this be the final day

of an autumn that I thought would last?

A mellowing of red between us

once crackling emotions now dust bits

collected in a whirling dervish

carried away in the wind.

Now I am an empty street waiting

for the street light to click on.

Predictable and ever awed

by the chance

to begin again.

© Ali Grimshaw

 

 

 

 

 

Ripples

~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 7 Comments

 

You have landed

in your own pond

sending out rings

your circles overlapping those of

other rocks who have taken the plunge.

I cannot see the ripples

you will make in others’ lives.

Yet, I know they exist. As I have

felt your wholeness in our embrace.

I see you time and again, resurfacing.

The shine in your eyes,

never to be the same

only brighter.

© Ali Grimshaw

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