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One True Love

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Creeping through the storms

of days and dreams and desperation passing

like an ant carried by the wind

out to the busy traffic.

One and two have been done before

and still there is no flame to heighten any hope.

In the distance, he runs like a dying horse

into this quenchless city. On the grave

he kneels beside, nothing is written.

The dust tells of the years without a garden

and the autumn leaves are quick to fall.

In this battle where his only weapon is ‘holding on’,

love is a salty lip and the tide that owns him,

carries no shame nor catches any shore.

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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Medusa’s Kitchen” March 2015

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.ca/2015/03/terror-is-frail.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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