Crush This Colour

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Crush This Colour

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  Crush this colour

              of filthy grey that summons

                          all my parts to follow

                                      into a labyrinth where

                                                  birds and beasts never go.

 

  Because I am alone in this nadir,

              and bitterly red is the hope I hold

                          to relieve me of this sterile station, crush

                                      my name and when that is done,

                                                  my tomb and all its witnesses.

 

  Strike this snare with almighty

              light, let words and flesh fade until

                          only the nightmare fire remains

                                      to burn and turn me once again

                                                  death-knowing, anew.

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Copyright © 1998 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “The Syzygy Poetry Journal, Volume 1, Number 2, The Red Supermoon Issue” October 2015

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Published in “Eye on Life Magazine” November 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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Review of The Longing To Be: 

“The contents of Allison Grayhurst’s book The Longing To Be are both personal and universal and are described in such thematic and golden terms that one can see that a lot of thought has gone into each line. The poems are written mostly in free verse throughout, with both rhythm and soul weaved into them. For some poems, the layout seems experimental, and there is definitely a playfulness in the way that the words and verses fall onto the page. Others do conform to a “norm”, whatever that is. All are dramatic and thoughtful. These are layered poems with new horizons presented to the reader in every re-read. The effect is to keep things fresh with poems that constantly surprise in spite, and because of, the number of times being read. I thoroughly recommend The Longing To Be as a poetry book to study carefully and cherish far into the future,” poet Brian Shirra.

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