If we live

through this hangman’s touch,

outrun this heatwave and find

an oasis in spite of the odds,

then we will be sealed

in the summer of our belonging.


We will take only what we are given

to own, dress up occasionally, mostly

be charmed by sweet and simple delights.


If we survive

the devouring vultures, the

vanity of self-punishment and

the unbreakable natural law,

then our breadbasket will be

overflowing with leftovers,

our hearts will be still in the peace

of eternal love, loving this day and the next

as lovers do, happy to serve,

happy to fill the bathtub

and soak.




Copyright © 2023 by Allison Grayhurst


“The poems included in Allison Grayhurst’s poetry collection Running, lightwave riding reveal an impressive artistic perfection and creative energy. The poems are full of lyrical force and show freshness of style. No doubt, this is a significant work. The poems have great power of observation and originality of imagination,” Dr. Karunesh Kumar Agarwal publisher Cyberwit.net



First published in “Hobo Camp Review” May 2023





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