Years of Isolation

A need for self protection

more fierce, more essential

than life itself.

The consuming energy of keeping her heart safe.

The waning strength to keep the walls fortified.

To give without receiving.

To live without wanting

A game of survival that she only knew

how to play alone.

© Ali Grimshaw



You may believe that I am with you

facing the sea side by side.

Yet I am hidden away

oceans from this place,

traveling without a suitcase.

My vessel left behind.

I don’t need a ship to carry me

to the places I am visiting.

© Ali Grimshaw



Farewell To Come

Like drops of rain

your temporary presence is

sliding away in moments

reflected in your eyes.

I ache with holding the love

and the loss to come

while we dance in this final day.


What is there to say

that we have not already lived?

The moment will soon arrive

a storm inside me

words a jumble on my tongue

there is no good way to watch you

walk back to your other life.

© Ali Grimshaw 2016