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Thinking Outside

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Touching tails

and feather wings.

The apple trees bend

and sing of autumn’s coming.

Starlings talk across backyards

and the high-pitched beetle

fills the wind like a calming drug.

In this place as summer fades

the quiet demands self-truth.

To pull from inside

a lacerated pride

and pile it on the dried grass.

Shadows mend the divided self

and love is an activity

to understand while counting birds

overhead.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Poetry Pacific”

http://poetrypacific.blogspot.ca/2013/11/3-poems-by-allison-grayhurst.html

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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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