Pure and Plastic
The radius of a lifetime,
locking and unlocking the patterned weave
is but felt rubbed against
a jagged rock, torn at the slightest speed.
The flesh, the shell, the fruit’s hard peel
some never go beyond. But the pathway
to the sea is long and duty is like
a safety-net dream that breaks the days down.
Magic is formed in the hands of a child
where shame is unknown as crime.
A simple way to nerve the eyes
and charge the stars with song.
What is missing? The water? The mansion? The sand?
Hand in hand we jump in time
and find our sanity
combing the shores of volatile
Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Writing Raw June Issue” June 2015
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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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