Daughter

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Daughter

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Drum, drum

the drake of dreams

and heed the head that

knows it is blind

to all the mysteries.

My hand is here, my

hand to follow. I love your

cleft chin and your strange blue eyes.

I love your laughter at night.

Live like no other has lived.

For you are more than a kaleidoscope,

more than six months of hope and happy endings.

Thank you for arriving, for changing my view forever.

I watch your sleeping face

and feel a thousand souls merge behind your

soft skin. Every day is your birthday, when a new

part of you is revealed like the most beautiful of wonders.

Play with the ropes of many.

I am here, and will always be

yours in love.

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Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Asian Signature, Vol. 5, No. 1” July 2018

http://asiansignature.com/world-poetry/allison-grayhurst-2/

http://asiansignature.com/2018/06/page/3/

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Published in “Novelmasters” May 2017

http://www.novelmasters.org/allison-grayhurst-end-of-an-era/

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

https://allisongrayhurst.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/daughter.m4a?_=1

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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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