By Ali Grimshaw
Your phrases landed on the floor
between us. My palms empty
not knowing how to catch them.
Strings of words, a story of near miss.
One collection of minutes that almost
restructured our life, like petals
blown away by the wind, dispersed
never again to unite in beauty.
A reminder of the impermanence of us.
Ali Grimshaw’s poems have appeared on Poetry Breakfast, Vita Brevis and VerseWrights.