Blizzard

Posted on January 8, 2016 by Allison Grayhurst

Blizzard

Blank, clean, unseen like white paper mache

over a white balloon.

The cold days when children hold hands

over the vent, bodies bundled en mass

in this season

of winter’s utmost, with beauty

and barrenness both –

The snow in constant consistent

movement, moving like in a gorgeous painting,

itself still, reflecting

nature’s absolute conquest.

Showing no favourites – the snows

gather on rooftops, glide over sidewalks and over

birds huddled in eavestroughs.

The snows that make life surrender,

leaving us motionless as we should be,

unashamed of our pure ineffectualness.

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Published in “Green King Poems and Poetry Zine” November 2015

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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.

Country Ride

Posted on March 27, 2015 by Allison Grayhurst

Country Ride

Long fingers like ribs

stroke the sky in mortal shades.

Time, watching trees

planted in fields,

so alone and tied

to all eternity.

Time, seeing the liquid

eyes of cows, and horses

without a tribe, drifting

from grass strand to strand.

And again, the treetops like

sackcloths of autumn orange and red,

take all attention

from the barns.

Dogs in the distance run

feverish

and free.

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First published in “ken*again, Vol. 16, No. 1”, 2015

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“Journey of the Awakening is the first book of poetry that I have read of Allison Grayhurst. While reading it began to sound familiar, the comment to myself was “She is as good as Sylvia Plath”. When I finished the book I read comments from others who referred to her as “In the style of Sylvia Plath”; Ms Plath, one of my favorite poets had no match until Ms Grayhurst’s work. Congratulations to her on her achievements, I am already a ‘fan’, the love of her work will continue to grow,” Ann Johnson-Murphree, poet and author.

“Grayhurst is a great Canadian poet. All of Allison Grayhurst’s poetry is original, sometimes startling, and more often than not, powerful. Anyone who loves modern poetry that does not follow the common path will find Grayhurst complex, insightful, and as good a poet as anyone writing in the world today. This, and other Grayhurst poetry volumes are highly, highly recommended,” Tom Davis, poet, novelist and educator.