Long live the poets.

March 11, 2018March 11, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 17 Comments

I don’t usually share this type of post but this group really struck my fancy. What an incredible combination of creativity to bring poetry to the world in a new way. The Haiku Guys + Gals. write personalized haiku poems on typewriters at every type of event imaginable. Each interaction takes just a minute or two, and culminates with the creation of a custom gift for the event guest to take home or share. Some people have likened the experience to “a photo booth for the soul.” This is a haiku they wrote for a fellow blogger. It speaks to me and has me thinking about sharing poems in new ways.

your reach is as long
as your imagination
so untie your hands

May poetry touch your day,

Ali

Tough Exterior

March 10, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 12 Comments

rusted rails, a cage to keep others out

no second chances, a cost too great

alone in the elements, hardened by hurt

not the last turn

just a mistaken dead end sign

wonder yourself free, between the bars

look up, before you lies a light of awe

to melt your heart free.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2018

Out of this world

Wonder

Trust

March 1, 2018March 2, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 16 Comments

After what seems like

forever darkness

light comes back again

each bud tilts toward warmth

layers fall open with ease

not because they were told, “It is time.”

facing the sun… their hearts knew.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2018

Trust yourself. Your heart knows the way forward.

– Forgiving Fridays on Forgiving Connects

Insuppressible

February 23, 2018February 24, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 23 Comments

even encased, your

vibrancy cannot be held

captive, you gleam on.

dVerse OpenLinkNight

No More Tears

February 16, 2018February 17, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 32 Comments

Do your eyes remain dry

cried out from
tears for the one
and one
and one
another one
and years of the countless

ones?

Those ones that were the most precious one
to someone.

My heart beats in you this day as tears run down my face.

Grief’s hand must change
what hope will never be able to.

Before all eyes have run dry.

– Ali Grimshaw 2018

Words are inadequate after another US school shooting. Still I try in the honor of those who fight for change and the grief that countless others must bare.

Dream of Love

February 14, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 11 Comments

Awake in the darkness

with a different kind of knowing.

One of souls connected in an absence of time.

Understanding not limited by words.

A sigh that offers comfort,

only possible from the deep inhale proceeding it.

Melding without becoming one.

A miracle of wholeness from separate beings.

Valentine’s Day 2016

Expectation

February 12, 2018February 12, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw ~ 20 Comments

late

broken

incomplete

misunderstood

unable to prove

“If you would just try.”

disappointment in their eyes

defeated layers of books and papers

accustomed to going unnoticed

“Why can’t you be …?”

“Why didn’t you?”

just below the line

left far behind

deep sighs

“Again?”

shame.

This poem is shaped like a bell curve to represent the people who have endured feelings of shame for not performing in a way that someone deemed as success.