The Gift of Chaos

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With all that is currently happening in the U.S. and the world, I feel the need to reshare this poem, Visiting With Chaos.There is an opportunity in the messiness of life. Will we choose to be loving learners or give up to fear?

Thank you to Vita Brevis, The Modern Poetry Magazine for publishing my poem. Click on the link to read it. – Visiting With Chaos

Sending love and a reminder that you are not alone.

Ali

 

A benevolent view

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what you had always assumed

to be solid, now soggy sadness

water warped windows with

a view misguided, bended

memories altered the truth

will you forgive yourself

for all that was unseen before?

 

© Alicia Grimshaw 2018

Forgiving Fridays at Forgiving Connects

Trust

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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

Open the door in front of you.

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Unopened,

a day unlike any other,

full of promises on each fingertip,

waking to the blessing of a full breath,

expansion of love in your lungs

the privilege of aliveness

born dancing.

 

Happy New Year 2018

 

Clarity

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What used to feel immense

bewildering to follow

was now only steps away

like a runway lit up

with clear directional intention

 

She knew. Undeniable as the sky

the river of calm inside her.

This choice as easy as avoiding

sidewalk cracks. And there he stood.

 

Touching him. Toward together.

Their waters join

to flow toward the ocean.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

 

Around the Corner

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She overcame

her internal screaming toddler,

“I don’t wanna. I don’t wanna.”

 

Will Power offered a hand

linking her arm in his

to lead around the corner.

 

Her first step through

this now open door

a route unavailable

to her past self.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Corner Photo Challenge

Photo taken in Lisbon, Portugal 2017

Opening Up

 

Under the tree, sitting

knee to knee while

randomly, snow petals

drift down between us.

‘How can we begin again?

After all, I don’t trust.

I have forgotten how, or…

maybe I never knew.’

While branches above blossom yearly

growth regardless of weather.

‘I guess the question is,

how badly do I

want to blossom?’

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

“Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.” — Carl Sandburg, from The Atlantic, March 1923

 

 

 

Drawing a house

What do you hold onto

when the bottom drops out

leaving you foundationless?

Your roof carried away by a tornado.

Left only with blankness and a pen

you forgot was in your hand.

 

I draw myself a new house

windows of openness, a tin roof to hear rain

a welcome door without requirements

with the hope that you feel safe enough to visit.

Uncensored, just as you are not

when you leave the premises.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017