Quickly shadows come

on the window sill and over the

lilac tree.

Soon it is the song of the wind chimes

as birds fly low.

Crows talk and walk across the

vacant road. Flowers

get ready to lose their colour as petals

depart as butterflies would from their stems. The head

of a child is peering around some drapes while grownups

bring candles from the basement.

City cats curl under cars and bumblebees are still.

There is a sharp curve of the sky

and a streak of shocking white

like a line across a blank chalkboard.

Doors and screens are closed, as pigeons and squirrels

cover their nests, blind to all but the pressing




Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst



First published in “Torrid Literature – Erosion Anthology”

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Torrid Literature Erosion


Published in “NatureWriting” May 2017


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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.



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