The Leap

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The Leap

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            His body

has fallen

onto the pyramid’s point.

            Pyramid

of passion’s climb, edge of

water of sunstroke-sea.

            Thunder

in his bones, contagious,

moves through his nails and

            hairstrands.

Has one dedication – to seek

and scream. Has no

            mother

no rite of passage to

soak him in strength.

            Thunder

of hard fought-for joy.

He tosses and turns at

            the tip,

on his heels.

He lies flat, feet and arms

            spread

like some great animal,

fossilized, once

in flight.

 

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Copyright © 1995 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Our Poetry Archive” June 2018

https://ourpoetryarchive.blogspot.com/2018/06/allison-grayhurst.html

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