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Seed of Living

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Mostly possibilities

return a million times

over: the chance

in every life cycle

to escape

patterned destinations.

I could tear my breath

in half attempting

a different rhythm.

I could be burning, bloated

on mistakes and bad beginnings.

Nightmares flail across the void,

sinking through

unimaginable universes.

Then tomorrow, the television,

the zodiac spin, anger at circumstances.

It is the condition that makes sway

dandelion leaves, breaks

the stem of the sunflower.

As dusk denies every pent-up demand.

As morning cleanses every hard-held need

obsolete.

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© 1992 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Medusa’s Kitchen” October 2018

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2018/10/even-though.html

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Even Though

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Even attempting to climb the perilous cliff,

I am not afraid of falling.

The sensual rhythms of this lonely morning

devour me, reconciled

to my private chamber, suspended.

Far under the cliff, the gulls

are united with the ocean, as that

deep blue speckled-white

beckons me to its bed.

Wolves and warriors are rooted to the hunt.

I am rooted to this risk, edge-clinging,

fated to ultimately rest

in the body of a miracle.

There are miles below and miles above,

awakening sounds of insects burrowing,

of swallows nest-emerging –

a holy vapour all around that fills

the void with necessity.

© 1992 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Madness Muse Press” November 2018

https://madnessmusepress.com/2018/11/08/two-poems-by-allison-grayhurst/

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Published in “Medusa’s Kitchen”, October 2018

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2018/10/even-though.html

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