The Gift of Chaos


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.





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


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