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Sky View – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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If we reject who we are
bent feathers
flawed and perfect as a sparrow

we will lose the chance to know
what it means to fly with love

to know its power of lift
to feel it under our wings
to rest on its currents 

letting us soar without effort
until we are restored 
ready for the next journey skyward

when we have lost our belief in flight
we don't need to learn how to fly
just remember 

we were born knowing how

©Ali Grimshaw 2021


I was inspired to write this morning after listening to Mary Oliver read her poem. Click on this link to listen to her. 
 - Mary Oliver: I Happened to be Standing

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Photo of the Columbia River Gorge, Oregon 2021.





			

	


				
					


				
					


	

			
Access – A Poem By Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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a poem is a door
opening backward
or sliding sideways
for full human viewing

a poem invites Awe's cousin
Curiosity, to join you for a seat
on a soft metaphor
then reminds you to lean back

a poem offers scaffolding 
for fear, for wonder
for whatever arrives next
with structure and airflow 
so nothing gets too stagnant

including you 
and passing light
through a green passageway

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

Photo taken in Porto, Portugal.

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Snapshot – Poem By Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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“Beautiful things don’t ask for attention.” 
– The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, 2013 –





your arms around me
encircled together
heart to heart

someday I will touch a photo
this moment's embrace
replaying this day

until then
I am noticing the feeling
while I still have you near

I am memorizing the shape
of holding you
holding me

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

Photo of my son and I on my birthday 2020. 

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No Experience Needed – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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“Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before.” – Audre Lorde  










Come write with me 





throw your words on the wall 





like paint. 





Splattering in play.





See which ones stick. 





Watch which ones fall. 





See the bridge





that you have forgotten. 





The girl inside you 





is longing to get messy.





©Ali Grimshaw 2021





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Photo taken in Amsterdam.

			

	


				
					


	

			
invasive species – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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it may 
seem obvious 
but once you begin 
tangles will grow
a lie's life all it's own
vines wound round
tightened with retelling
knotted numbers of mistruths
curled to choke 
your heart 
from the inside out 
disrupting the ecosystem 
of yourself
edging toward
extinction

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

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Some of the Time – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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Let me hold space for your voice to appear on the page. 





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Unexpected joy – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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a gathering of cells
multiplying magnificent

a seed inside 
breathing being 
and no one even knew

that you had begun
arriving, 

small magic 
happening inside the womb 

she went about her day 
hanging laundry
in her quiet way

while the message of you 
grew


© Ali Grimshaw 2021

An early Mother's Day poem.

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Someday – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

						 ~ Ali Grimshaw			 ~ 14 Comments					

				

		






When I grow up
I want to be a river

a flow of ease
clear and welcoming

reflecting forest green.

I want to feel the slide 
and shine over pebbles

smooth and freely 
wandering 

down the mountainside

no obstacles

only friends.

© Ali Grimshaw 2021

Day 12 of Na/GloPoWriMo. 
I went rouge with my urge for freedom and didn't follow the prompt.




			

	


				
					


	

			
While wandering – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
		

				

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"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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