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On The Line

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The reins are dropped,

icicles shift from roof to ground

though the colour does not shift

sure as I was, it would.

The broken glass is still in my pocket,

the cramp has not left my thighs

as I push for renewal.

The light is still dull, ants raid the

kitchen and pepper spills too much into each

good meal.

I gave it all for a sense of movement, willing

to lose what I still have not lost.

My understanding is stuck.

What I believed has not come to pass.

I am wearing the same old clothes.

I am dealing with the same message.

The carpet is curled.

I have no place to go.

What I did has not helped.

Such a long-standing ache as this

must be overthrown or become part of

my means of restitution.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “The Octopus Review, Volume 2” October 2017

http://theoctopusdiary.blogspot.ca/2017/10/the-octopus-review-vol-2.html

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First published in “Profiles in Poetry Literary Zine”, November 2015 

http://profilesinpoetry.blogspot.ca/2015/11/on-line-poem-by-allison-grayhurst.html

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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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