Deciduous – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

 

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Maybe you’re not late.

Will you trust Mother Earth

with Autumn’s end

even when you don’t feel ready?

Maybe you are right on time

keeping the cycle.

A tree with your own falling leaves.

Maybe your season is happening

just as it should be.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2019

dVerse Quadrille – Keep

Anticipation of beginning again

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Like spilt milk
later to sour
an immediate response
to cleanse
wasn’t enough.

A whiteness that
blanked out what
we had been
like our love
lost consciousness.

Now after, the hours of it all
we face each other
in anticipation
hold a canvas cleared.

Dip your hand with me
to paint the next.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

dVerse Poets Pub – waiting 

The Call

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Just as she reached for the door
tear stained cheeks accompanied trembling
a last glance back.
Too numb, her sadness departed months ago.

The ringing phone called out to her
a nick of time, just right hesitation
before the unchangeable conclusion
could be undone.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

“Sometime round about the 1580s the phrase in the nick or in the very nick began to be used for the critical moment, the exact instant at which something has to take place. The idea seems to have been that a nick was a narrow and precise marker, so that if something was in the nick it was precisely where it should be.” http://www.worldwidewords.org/qa/qa-nic2.htm

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dVerse Poets Pub – quadrille

 

Returning

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Where to go to return
to the tranquil, a friend
you used to know so well?

Hours spent creekside
holding rocks, one by one
their colors glow wet with water

slowing your breath with
the simple love for a moment
of just being alive.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

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Never preoccupied by screens screaming

unknown friends, nor business buzzing heads.

Mine sit in wait, pocket ready, stacked bedside,

cursive faded on the bathroom mirror. Ever-ready

to ask courageous questions, with reassuring palms

warmly press down on my shoulders. They lead

remind from behind, cocoon me from nightmare bombs

and disappearing green, when my inside raisins.

Trustworthy friends of ink, folded and unfolded

because the need is so great.
© Ali Grimshaw 2018

Poem in Your Pocket Day 2019 is on April 18 and is part of National Poetry Month. On this day, select a poem, carry it with you, and share it with others at schools, bookstores, libraries, parks, workplaces, street corners, and on social media using the hashtag #pocketpoem.

“You will never be alone with a poet in your pocket.”  – John Adams.

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Unexpected

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Life emerged from one egg
unexpected, now expecting

broken hearted or leap into life shared
anything in exchange for relief

from this current mind cloud
and a diagram to life’s answers.

Hold my hand and then
we will both know

a chance together forward.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

Quadrille – d’Verse Poets Pub