A Piece

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A Piece

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Taken like a fallen feather

back to God.

Removed from its plateau

to a higher plain,

to leave the box of memories an empty garden,

to show that love and attachment

are not material, are still vital when

there is no breathing body left. To say it was only a thing

that held too great a significance,

that losing it meant

nothing

and changes nothing

essential.

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Copyright © 2008 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Chicago Record Magazine”, July 2017

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

Reviews of ‘The Many Lights of Eden’:

“’The Many Lights of Eden’ is a journey: a journey of the heart through youth, anguish, struggle, spiritual awakening, grief, death, love, loss, guilt, struggle, despair, hope, surrender, God, sensuality, imperfection, motherhood, aging, the vanquishing of the devil, indeed, many devils, the inevitable fall from perfection and the casting off of old wineskins for a new one. Perhaps speaking of this book as a chronicle of spiritual maturing would be more accurate, the realization that there is spirituality within imperfection and that handmade temples cannot hope to compete with the spiritual temples within each of us. ‘The Many Lights of Eden’ is a diamond. It is a beautiful collection of insights. Allison Grayhurst’s thoughts and writings are a deep well. Drink from it, for the water is clear and crisp. This collection is a MUST-READ,” Eric M. Vogt, author of Letters to Lara and Paths and Pools to Ponder

“I have been slow at responding to reviews for Allison Grayhurst due to summer’s busy days, however she brings life to each poem, heart to the images and everyone should have a collection of Grayhurst Poetry,” Ann Johnson-Murphree, poet.

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I felt the day fail you

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I felt the day fail you

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then wrap you up like a spider would.

I felt your soul collapse

before it lifted.

The difficult swallow, the backing away

changed direction.

 

At the end,

you were at peace.

At the end, the images joined their shades,

and you held the innocence

you’ve always held so well, needing my love

accepting my love, and, releasing.

Releasing from the pain

and from the process

of ending.

Releasing into

the all-caring-arms

of our mutual God.

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Copyright © 2008 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Medusa’s Kitchen”, July 2017

     

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.ca/2017/07/peer-owlish.html

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

Reviews of ‘The Many Lights of Eden’:

“’The Many Lights of Eden’ is a journey: a journey of the heart through youth, anguish, struggle, spiritual awakening, grief, death, love, loss, guilt, struggle, despair, hope, surrender, God, sensuality, imperfection, motherhood, aging, the vanquishing of the devil, indeed, many devils, the inevitable fall from perfection and the casting off of old wineskins for a new one. Perhaps speaking of this book as a chronicle of spiritual maturing would be more accurate, the realization that there is spirituality within imperfection and that handmade temples cannot hope to compete with the spiritual temples within each of us. ‘The Many Lights of Eden’ is a diamond. It is a beautiful collection of insights. Allison Grayhurst’s thoughts and writings are a deep well. Drink from it, for the water is clear and crisp. This collection is a MUST-READ,” Eric M. Vogt, author of Letters to Lara and Paths and Pools to Ponder

“I have been slow at responding to reviews for Allison Grayhurst due to summer’s busy days, however she brings life to each poem, heart to the images and everyone should have a collection of Grayhurst Poetry,” Ann Johnson-Murphree, poet.

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Funeral

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Funeral

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The photograph of her face –

bold as one who knows herself completely –

as the bagpipes blew

and I could hear her voice

gently humming the tune.

There were strangers everywhere

in the crowded room of grievers and

in her daughter’s eyes. It was

only her

I loved and her I will miss.

She cradled the land ever so deeply

and dreamt elaborate and graceful worlds,

etched in the smoothest of stones.

She is shared by so many.

But for me, my love was personal,

and it is not so easy to hold

this severed vine of gold, not so easy to let go

of her rare and destined heart

that helped give shape to my own.

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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “The Poetry Community” June 2017

 

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

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If We Are So Lucky

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If We Are So Lucky

If we are so lucky to know your face,

to touch your newly made skin,

to read to you in the mornings

and go walking in the afternoon . . .

If we can be complete under November winds,

maybe the hole my father’s death

left within will heal, enough

so the sun won’t pass me over.

In the hope of you and your perfect

dependency, we make meals at the counter,

lye together on the coach, touched by

vague expectation and awe. We are here

together at the throne of mystery.

Here, as my body stretches to welcome you.

If we are so blessed to smile into your eyes,

to hold you after midnight, then my father’s voice

I could hear in waking wonder

as he says – be happy and carry on.

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Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Eskimo Pie” May 2017

http://www.eskimopie.net/

http://www.eskimopie.net/grayhurstmay17.htm

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

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Eight Months

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Eight Months

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This grief stalled in my throat

rises in small amounts

like a split seed moving from

earth to air.

I remember a warm protection

that I will never again know,

or see the fireworks of his grounded mind

fill the atmosphere with so much colour.

Time is like the moon in summer,

not so real when seen beside the day’s strong sun.

But in winter, the moon is explanation –

is the weaving thread of barren understanding.

I think he must be near, after all

the wound still flows. Today eight months

have gone, and all my old hopes are altered

though renewed. I have nothing to give him,

no telephone declaration can I make in the passion

of true gratitude, or say why? to his passing shadow.

There is only this I am left with –

this sting of still raw shock, and all the memories

my love can hold.

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Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Eskimo Pie” May 2017

http://www.eskimopie.net/

http://www.eskimopie.net/grayhurstmay17.htm

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

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Odie

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Odie

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You will not die

my golden companion,

you will not leave me

without your sweet warmth,

not without your familiar eyes.

You will only find a new way

of surviving.

I cannot admit the enormity

of what appears as truth.

I cannot admit there will be no

miracle change.

I can only see your soft cat beauty,

your orange blanket of fur

and a way around this danger.

I can only see what I first saw in your eyes –

innocence in need of someone to trust.

I see you as someone to be with me,

to rest by my feet at night,

someone to always keep my stories

tucked within a quiet stretch

of your feline soul.

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Copyright © 2008 by Allison Grayhurst

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Our Children Are Orchards

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First published in “TreeHouse Arts”, April 2017

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

 

“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

Reviews of ‘The Many Lights of Eden’:

“’The Many Lights of Eden’ is a journey: a journey of the heart through youth, anguish, struggle, spiritual awakening, grief, death, love, loss, guilt, struggle, despair, hope, surrender, God, sensuality, imperfection, motherhood, aging, the vanquishing of the devil, indeed, many devils, the inevitable fall from perfection and the casting off of old wineskins for a new one. Perhaps speaking of this book as a chronicle of spiritual maturing would be more accurate, the realization that there is spirituality within imperfection and that handmade temples cannot hope to compete with the spiritual temples within each of us. ‘The Many Lights of Eden’ is a diamond. It is a beautiful collection of insights. Allison Grayhurst’s thoughts and writings are a deep well. Drink from it, for the water is clear and crisp. This collection is a MUST-READ,” Eric M. Vogt, author of Letters to Lara and Paths and Pools to Ponder. 

 “I have been slow at responding to reviews for Allison Grayhurst due to summer’s busy days, however she brings life to each poem, heart to the images and everyone should have a collection of Grayhurst Poetry,” Ann Johnson-Murphree, poet.

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I still think of you

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I still think of you

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in the morning,

when the winds play across telephone wires

and winter’s trees.

I carry your face before me

like a sacred chalice, or a goal I cannot reach.

There are things that have changed me,

but the loss of you has split me wide like

never before. I see colours differently. I touch

icicles and give up all other truths. I believe

you are still protecting me, and then I am lost

in the greyness of the sky. Your love is torn

from my side. And now I am altered, I am

adjusted. I am a scorpion walking the desert

sands. I am a gazelle near the waterhole. One day

I am free, then the pain returns like cancer.

I am carrying a child. I am your child

who wishes you could share this journey. But

death has taken your hand. And somehow I know,

darkness is not all.

 

Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “The Stray Branch Fall/Winter 2016” October 2016

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