Morning Arrival in Mljet

Arched islands like backs of resting animals

cooling in the sea.

White ships glide as water skippers

to cross morning skin of blue shimmer.

An impressionist scene of morning

as bikes are unloaded with laughter and Croatian directives.

One man leaning over the boat railing.

One man below.

One bicycle at a time.

Until the two-wheeled collective has left the ship.

They create a peloton premonition on the sidewalk below.

My anticipating heart beats in synch

with the surrounding islands

as the sky opens.

I have been traveling by boat and by bicycle in Croatia. What a gorgeous country.

ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW, PLEASE – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

Goodbyes, they come in all shapes and sizes. My poem, ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW, PLEASE, is about the complex feelings of saying goodbye to a child that has grown to adulthood. A huge thank you to Visual Verse for publishing it. Please follow the link to give it a read. Here.

Visual Verse: An Anthology of Art and Words
One image, one hour, 50-500 words.
The picture is the starting point, the text is up to you. 
Consider submitting and reading the amazing pieces shared on this site. It is one of my favorites.

Join a welcoming community of poets at dVerse Poets’ Pub for Open Link Night. Share one poem of your choosing. HERE

Wildwood – Poem By Ali Grimshaw

oh goddesses of green
grand guardians 
I pine for you still

your assembly of sacred shade
moss-softness
watercolored pools

diving deeply
your wild emerald waters 
left me yearning

for freedom like a river

rush of riverstones 
cool slide of ease 

no thoughts for tomorrow

© Ali Grimshaw 2023

Join a welcoming community of poets
at dVerse, for Quadrille #182
 Are You Pining for Poems? - HERE

Photo taken last week in the wilds of Washington state.
Thankfully this forest has been spared the wildfires.

The Many – Poem by Ali Grimshaw


Lavender dusk of sky

mingles with the sweet breath

of gardenia mist view.


Hush scatters across them all

so as not to forget it's tenderness.


A blanket for the many 

homeless wanderers

in need of comfort tonight.


© Ali Grimshaw 2023

A few years back I wrote a post it note for myself. It lives on my bathroom wall. This note is to remind me how to get back on track when I feel out of sorts. It says, “Whenever I am in service to others I know exactly who I am.” If I am confused or down all I need to do is get in action to serve someone else. Love is an action and when I take authentic action to serve others I regain my footing in life.

Jump into August – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

Dipping skinny-style, screaming out in glee, we entered the river to revive. Jumping away from the heated August afternoon only to return to the warm rocks and bask like turtles. Then followed hours of our rinse and repeat cycle as sunlight slid down the river. Summer freedom was its own kind of happy without the constraints of parents or the weight of planning for the future to come. We flew through the air trusting the pools to welcome us with a generosity that had held so many before our time. There were no thoughts of tomorrow.

bubbled free

water nymphs laze

summertide

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

Brooklyn Bridge – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

four bicycles, four riders
"let's make a memory"

breezes of golden summer
delight our pedaling legs

freedom like five-year-olds
without wonderings for tomorrow

(half-way across the bridge I pause 
to snap this photo
even knowing it will
never capture this preciousness)

coasting clear of any fear
spontaeous spirits led us here

four of us riding toward
a view in transition

one point of light arriving at a time

© Ali Grimshaw 2023

This photo was indeed taken halfway across the Brooklyn Bridge in the summer of 2019. It is a memory I treasure.

Prescription for Renewal – Poem By Ali Grimshaw




droplets lit in multitudes
mists amaze my smoldering skin 

relieved from scorch

Maidenhair ferns sway continually 
free-dancing delight

a refreshing release
quenching my dry soul

hours away from news headlines

riverwalking 
our footprints in dust replace each other

chasing cascadas 
to find hopeful waters

© Ali Grimshaw 2023

Join me at dVerse Poets' Pub HERE
for Quadrille #180, 44 words of your choice.
Use some form of the word water.

Photo taken at Tunnel Falls, Oregon. 
A 12 mile hike to magic.

Held – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

"The answer is always a question. 
There is no truth more true than wonder." - Andrea Gibson

Is there anything that I hold
that isn't also holding me?

cool air breathing me alive from the inside

the back of the chair supporting me
as my weight is upon it

the trusted walls enclosing me 
as I hold space for myself to be

outside my window weighted limbs layered with frost

holding you in my thoughts
I wonder widely
while held within the hands of change
as twilight slowly surrounds me.

© Ali Grimshaw 2023

Join me for Open Link Night
on dVerse Poets' Pub
OLN #342 information HERE. 
Come share a poem.
Saturday, July 22, 7:00 am PST.

Summit – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

how many ways
can a mountain be climbed?

sometimes rocky
sometimes layered years of the fallen
soften this upward trail

are you yearning for the peak panorama?

questioning clarity of sky
quickening pace as noon's rising?

befriend pine-scented warmth
each ascent like none before

© Ali Grimshaw 2023 - Photo taken on a recent Montana hike.

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When you are handed sunshine in capital letters- Poem by Ali Grimshaw


when those letters came into view
capitals singing out a future
I had not yet thought of

I pulled that idea into my heart
tucked it carefully in tight
not to lose a single drop of glee

as I turned to skip a beat
down
the
street

belief landed before
I ever met your eyes

© Ali Grimshaw 2023

Glorious - By Ma Muse
Give this song a listen.
It is my celebration song of the week.