They lie down


They lie down


children would below the blankets

on a cold, unheated night.

They fend for themselves, using the vocabulary

of prophets, the tears of the misplaced

and the belief in mercy.

They stand tall at an impasse,

draw pictures in the wind

and covet love as the only treasure.

They give light in a torrent of darkness and pressure.

They reach new plateaus of surrender

with each failed plan. And all the time

they are singing,

              of sadness

              of wantonness

              of the joy of being loved

              by God.



Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst


Published in “Antarctica Journal” September 2017




First published in “Moongate Motherbird”, June 2017


They lie down | Poem by Allison Grayhurst


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