.

Compromise

. 

The poison spills

over the dining room table.

I held hands with the bringers of blasphemy,

then pretended blasphemy

was the way to begin a better life.

Now only half-tied and half-untied

I no longer brood, but bear

a blank stare, folded smooth

at the corners.

I won’t admit I left my post.

I move with a wider face,

in this dull aftermath

without terror or hope.

I move heavy-footed –

the last traces of passion

sliding between my toes.

.

.

Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst

amazon.com/author/allisongrayhurst

.

.

Published in “Mechanical Medusa Poetry Forum” November 2015

http://mechanicalmedusa.blogspot.ca/2015/11/compromise-poem-by-allison-grayhurst.html

.

You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

..

“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.

.