Lift

Lift

 

 

What I need to see,

I can’t – the shape,

the vibration,

a mouth full of Amens.

 

What I need to happen

is the gates I’ve laboured

in every way to lift, to at last

be lifted, and there will

the re-arranging of disorder,

hopelessness vanquished,

along with the dissolving of cursed errands

and their damaging and rippling influence.

 

What I long for is to be released

but I cannot find a way, surrounded

by chaotic void, as I lie belly-up

capsized in a space of cruel

and perverted punishment.

 

What I dream

I can only envision, clear

as the scuff marks on a white floor,

clear as a male cardinal

on a snow-covered branch.

 

What I dream

is to hail a hidden strength,

to drive a wedge under

these barred doors, lift,

just enough

to fully

slip through.

 

 

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Copyright © 2022 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Academy of the Heart and Mind” July 2022

https://academyoftheheartandmind.wordpress.com/2022/07/17/choice-and-other-poems/

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