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The Hand That Came

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The hand that came from

the cool water, reached

upon my deck to soothe

my extremes. The sun that

flowered green crumbled

across the twilight tide and painted

me a joy before unseen.

I watched the breaking waters

and felt it drifting over my skin like a spring-fresh leaf –

soft, majestic and full of promise.

The new seal was made, the old one broken.

It is the third birth.

A skull had fallen into my pocket and my secret

sold to dull fantasy. The waiting was cruel.

But the hand that came stripped me of my scars

and gave me an altar to place

my dying future upon.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “The Open Mouse” June 2015

.https://theopenmouse.wordpress.com/2015/06/09/allison-grayhurst/

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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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