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

Wonderment Training – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

walking through

fields of bright questions

I pick whys

and hows, bloom

gold awes for consideration

wonderment training


© Ali Grimshaw 2021

A shadorma (a six-line, 26-syllable poem or stanza) for National Poetry/Global Poetry Writing Month - Day 7. 

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Photo taken in Munich, Germany 2019.
these blooms like candy cotton
appetizing limbs of pink deliciousness 

always have been reliable 
unique for sugar coating the sadness of a regular day
living blossoms I reach for

true in their offering of layered light
for satisfying the crave of weightlessness
the yearning for lift

Perhaps with forgiveness. Maybe with increased observation

their magic will prevail. My scavenger hunt continues.

© Ali Grimshaw 2021

Day 5 of National Poetry Click HERE for daily prompts 
Global Poetry Writing Month

Today's challenge - to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem. I chose Wet Spring as my jumping off place. This was a stretch that led to a wonderful escape.

Wet Spring

The practical castle is cold.
All around it the world is a stream bed.

A few well-placed openings
under the windows
let rain weep back outward.

The rain is string
for wrapping a package no one knows
the inside of, they just keep trying to mail it.

Perhaps it is licorice. Perhaps it is kindness.

The package so large even wetness becomes an umbrella.

by Jane Hirshfield





While wandering – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

"Without poetry, we lose our way." - Joy Harjo


the future of my day is coming from 
where yours has already taken a seat

while I wake, you are closing the book 
to rest your head in a country covered by stars

Here on this pondering path of forest
synchronized with the slow passing of light
this fern comnunity reaches toward many 

more than any one person can see
and one of them is me

a gathering of condolences for this 
time of separation, green fronds reach
to surround me in a forest embrace

our fiddlehead hearts, 
together while apart

your voice sits with me, uncurling
I am moss damp with missing you

© Ali Grimshaw 2021

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