Between the pain and sorrow
in a very thin space
is a new beginning
a sliver of light that can only be seen
if you dare to look into
eyes that belong to you alone.
© Ali Grimshaw
Between the pain and sorrow
in a very thin space
is a new beginning
a sliver of light that can only be seen
if you dare to look into
eyes that belong to you alone.
© Ali Grimshaw
Tweeting and yelping and posting and texting
so much to say
words flying, tumbling, and flung fast
landing so loudly
I cannot hear the song of your voice
knock on my door
at least let me try to hear your words
as they fall from your mouth
with nothing added but fresh air
© Ali Grimshaw
You are a blue sky.
A color that I love to get lost in.
A consistent and ever-changing
backdrop for others,
and stand alone marvel.
Sometimes filled with challenging clouds
opening my eyes
to visions of blue
I’ve not seen.
© Ali Grimshaw
The strength you possess
growing just where you landed
nourished by sparse light
no gardener to tend you
pushing through the cracks
away from your roots
toward warmth of another
to be seen.
© Ali Grimshaw