The Leap


The Leap



            His body

has fallen

onto the pyramid’s point.


of passion’s climb, edge of

water of sunstroke-sea.


in his bones, contagious,

moves through his nails and


Has one dedication – to seek

and scream. Has no


no rite of passage to

soak him in strength.


of hard fought-for joy.

He tosses and turns at

            the tip,

on his heels.

He lies flat, feet and arms


like some great animal,

fossilized, once

in flight.




Copyright © 1995 by Allison Grayhurst




Published in “Our Poetry Archive” June 2018



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