Why bother?

please
in consideration of
what won't be created, written
or healed

where we will work, play
and give

who won't be fed, sheltered, 
or freed

who won't be loved

what won't happen
if we don't 

unless we are at least a bit
bothered today



© Ali Grimshaw 2021

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Napowrimo 2021

Liberated Words – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

ink them down 
scribble quickly
draw from your cuts
fly down this line and the next
scrawl the clouds of confusion
let them outside of
your inside
release the liquid of life
swiftly, before you 
overthink

then blow them all away
like dandelion seeds

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

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When heaviness becomes an unwanted roommate

“It’s not the weight you carry
but how you carry it –
books, bricks, grief –
it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it, carry it
–from Mary Oliver, “Heavy”
untold stories swallowed whole
like stones in your belly
can fly when spoken

 alight on trusted shoulders
 go reside elsewhere

 write your untold narratives
 scribble pain into delicate beauty

 burn those
 you are finished reading
 ignite just enough heat 

 vitality is drawn to warmth

 © Ali Grimshaw 2021

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Imagine it… Poem by Ali Grimshaw

Upside down canoes on the shore — Vova Zinger’s Photoblog

“Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.” – Marie Curie

Imagine it...

Now laid bare 
in the upside-down of it all
she sees what wasn't visible before.

What glorious imaginations 
are held
within each of us.

Waiting possibilities 
to cross oceans, mountains 
once impassable.

Forgotten imaginations
of capable courage 
to reach across boundaries 
never thought possible.

© Ali Grimshaw 2020

dVerse Quadrille #116

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Transition – Poem by Ali Grimshaw





What happiness can arrive
when sunlight's retreat paints

 leaves cherry crush, berry swirl
 butterscotch eye candy

 walking through an ordinary Monday
 your hand in mine, we breathe the awe
 
street lined masterpieces
colored by a lack of chlorophyll

 less of something  
 created more today

© Ali Grimshaw 2020
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When Comes The Night

after the sordid day
rain recalls the language of music

and I go, leaving frenzied voices behind
to bed beneath magnetic star spray

to see above the thousands
while I hear the lake moon moan

when can I live life
as ripe peach sky?

© Ali Grimshaw 2020
dVerse Quadrille - Poetical Magnetism

I have never liked crossword puzzles but I got a kick out of this magnetic poetry site. What a fun way to play with word use.
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Nested – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

Somedays we may
need to return to the nest
lined with words of hope,
blanketed by belief
in our ability to fly again.

Somedays we may
need to hold ourselves
leaning into curved sides
of this small structure
built by someone who loved us.

© Ali Grimshaw 2020
dVerse Poet's Pub - Quadrille #113: Blanket Us

The purpose of mistakes

You must lose things
to find them.
Rip to repair, slip
to find out,
who you return as.

Tumble through trials
be torn away
from the known
to evolve stronger.

You must reach 
your own hand
be burned unjustly
to hear my scar's story.

© Ali Grimshaw 2020

dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille #105 "Slip"