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Cherish the light

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When the crack widens

to an unknown view.

Fear seeks this space

between rough edges

quickly slides in

expanding like a balloon

a barricade of shadow to

seal the sides solid.

Yet seekers of light

will never be blinded

by such tricks of perspective.

When eyes look with love

illumination is present and

forgiveness sets another place

at the table.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Dedicated to the shortest day of the year, the miraculous world we live in and all of those who make the world a better place by giving their light.

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Forgiving Fridays 

Winter solstice in the Northern Hemisphere was at 8:28 AM today.

 

 

Seafaring

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She never failed

to float him beyond

the current of his day

to slip away with her

curved sides just right

perfect in their holding space

to part waves

when he needed release

she took him far from shore

her motor always finely tuned

of that he made sure

never to neglect.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Serene

 

My light is shining

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I am again honored to have a poem published by Vita Brevis, The New Poetry Magazine. My poem Rest is up today.  Rest is a constant seeking in our world by so many with weary hearts. If you are feeling frazzled, wired-tired and seeking escape then you are not alone. Take time to connect with another human, sit with quiet, or listen to a poem.

Sending love and support

by way of clouds

that surround us all

with protection.

Ali

Mirror of Love

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By knowing you,

I find myself.

Now and 90 years wrinkled.

My doubts don’t exist in your eyes.

You see the chipped edges

scars of failed attempts

places worn raw from not retreating.

The rough, abeyant curves of my puzzle.

You see my essence of spirit

gently hold it all up,

a mirror before me,

now I can see,

for myself,

who I am becoming.

 

Revised version of the original poem shared in 2016

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Replenishment

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Please return the glass bowl
the one with the orange lid.

Surely it is empty now, alone
on the shelf or behind the rice jar.

It is not that I am in need,
I just found myself thinking

of its emptiness, a hollow of cold.
Loneliness I wish to fill with warmth of soup.

One spoon of comfort at a time
to refill yourself

on Tuesday night
after the day’s work is done.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Campaign to End Loneliness

Daily prompt – Age

Life is short …

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My poem, Visiting With Chaos, has been published today on Vita Brevis. This literary magazine is dedicated to revive and nourish the rich existential literature that forms when art and the human endeavor collide. Thank you Vita Brevis for supporting the community of writers.  Through poetry we can calm our minds, share the human experience and laugh together to keep our sanity. Life is short, poetry helps make the most of it.

An additional thank you to Carl who first published this poem on  Versewrights .

Make it a beautiful day.

Ali

 

 

Leaf Man

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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
a 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.

Message

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Let me send my love
to float lightly on the wind.
A force that sails ships across the ocean.
Let my kisses evaporate into the clouds.
When they reach your shore,
love will rain down upon you.
© Ali Grimshaw    2016

Seeking a Brain Transplant

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She covets the minds of others,
organized, tidy, check the box off
followers of clear roads
neatly folded maps
who open to straight paths
traveling without distraction
of multiple dead ends
confusion of curlicues
to land efficiently
destination, spot on time.
Dreary haunts of defeat
her relapse into darkness
a mind off course, tunneling elsewhere
moving toward an endless horizon
without a line between earth and sky
to distinguish
what hole she fell into
this time.
This is a revised version of the poem published on Versewrights Looking back and rewriting this as a process of reflection and celebration. Thank you Versewrights for sharing my poems with your readers. Today I encourage you to embrace your process over the temporary product. The my last page has not been written yet.
Please share a poem that you have rewritten in the comments section. Let me give space to acknowledge your process.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
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