Journey & Drink
There I sang and there I knew
my heart in all its wanderings.
Night fled from my shoulders,
travelled to where the saddened
watchers waited. It left me in my mousetrap,
chasing phantoms I never spun.
And there, the one thing
that was certain was the silence,
the ways of shrouds and sleepers.
Sinking from heights into sublime slavery,
I turned my back on choice.
I walked with spiders spiderlike, out
from my heavy tomb.
But it was not enough, to escape and then to
conform, but to be a brighter thing
than before the years swept my youth asunder.
To be where hardness is deserted
for the “yes, yes, I know.”
And between the extremes, a patient
acceptance and making ready.
Yesterday I knew my bread,
I knew of boredom hounding
with full and ruthless speed.
Today, I swallow
(away from envy and ambition)
my one and lasting
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
.First published in “Nazar Look, Year Five, Issue 44” September 2015
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