Rake the light,

              I am alone upon

this distant stone.

I drum my plea,

no good for love

              or beds of needed warmth.

I lose because I am not in need

              of protection any more, because

my smile is drugged and time has dulled

the green glory of affection.

Stalk the depths where subtle glances can

separate the living and make hurt a hell

that is not snuffed out with each sip of drink.

              Hang the flower-head on the wall, pray that life

is more than memories and gentle speaking.

I stand beside him. He is not in love,

but the highway is in his eyes, and the hummingbird

              too, fluttering faster with each crack

of laughter.

It is the weather. It is no time for kissing,

but time for quiet sitting, for watching

the parasite inside grow to eclipse the sweet dream,

              that gnaws a well of sensual sorrow

and is for always bonded – irrepressibly, your own.



Copyright © 1998 by Allison Grayhurst




First published in “Ygdrasil – A Journal of the Poetic Arts, VOL XXV, Issue 4, Number 288” April 2017

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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.


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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