River – Songs from the Poetry of Allison Grayhurst featured in Synchronized Chaos- December’s Issue

River – Songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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Link to the song:

Link to the poem:

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2013/12/01/animal-sanctuary/

 

 

Link to the song:

Link to the poem:

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/02/06/10365/

 

 

Link to the song:

Link to the poem:

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2013/05/23/river-2/

 

 

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Interviews about “River – Songs from the Poetry of Allison Grayhurst” and three poems

A Little Bit of Magic: That’s what happens when a singer/songwriter and a poet team up

 

Links to poems:

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2013/05/23/river-2/

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/02/06/10365/

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2013/12/01/animal-sanctuary/

 

The Album:

River – Songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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Animal Sanctuary – the song and the poem

 

River – songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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The Poem:

 

Animal Sanctuary

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He turns his hawk head

to view the shells of turtles streaking

the still-shroud of water in tanks

as blue as sky.

 

He lifts a leg and talons tensed,

pivots to defend against an enclosing shadow.

 

With whitish eyes and an impossible urge

to fly, he hops along his man-made perch toward

the cages where squirrels leap

from metal to wood, scattering like leaves

in unpredictable flurry.

 

He listens to the ducks’ lipless sounds.

 

Spring, he will never experience again, nor know

the scent of a pent-up life released like

sunflowers blooming, or the feel of the moon,

colder but more comforting than being touched.

 

He is without time or tribe,

and like fire, he haunts

by just being.

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Copyright © 1998 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “UC Review”, 1996/1997

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Beyond The Grave – the song and the poem

 

River – songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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The Poem:

 

Beyond The Grave

If all the seeds fell like blood

or blood like seeds into

the ravenous earth and time

was a wagging tail in the dark

then I would know that death would come

by any reason and be a blessing

all on its own. But as it is, death is

the hollow spot of the living – some with

grief and others with fear, and me myself,

it is memory that unbuttons the flesh of my chest

to leave me poked and burning.

It is the hill I climb and stumble

down its rocky incline whenever I return

if only once a day

to meet death’s stalking eyes.

It is not my heart that fails me,

but the things outside

like the shadow on the neighbours’ window

and the frightening madness of so many strangers.

It is here and there like an insect

on my wall, like the fatherly love

I’ll never find again in another’s eyes,

but is with me in the coming autumn air,

and in the quietude of these joy-filled days.

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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Veil – Journal of Darker Musings”

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Girl – the song and the poem

River – songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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The Poem:

 

Girl

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Under the willow tree a girl

was standing, lonely with

the worst of nights ahead.

They said

drink from the tarpit waters and swallow

the oysters that lost their shells.

She saw the drug the wind made

though she did not let it shift her steadfast heart.

Everywhere the notion stood

that fighting back is better than

the tender wave, better than

empathy and believing in affection.

The willow leaves have gone brown and the girl has moved

beside a cliff. She dances as though she

could not fall. And though they gasp to pity

her poor body against rocks and ridges,

she continues to move like a beautiful sound,

sure of the hand that guides her.

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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Out of Our”, 2012

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River – the song and the poem

 

River – songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/river-songs-from-the-poetry-of-allison-grayhurst/id1293420648

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0766X9LDJ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1507310524&sr=8-1&keywords=diane+barbarash

 

 

The Poem:

 

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River

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I will run my breath across your eyelids,

go to you, trace the edges of your hands,

finding infinity inside your torment. I will

drift into you like wind and you will not mind

my lips like a concentrated shadow on your skin,

darkening but leaving no weight. You will let me

be inside your picture, a background to your lyrics,

softly at first, I will heal the red in the whites of your eyes.

I will release my wardrobe for you and you will be the mania

that I climb through to reach tranquility. I will

cup your flesh and stretch you through this intimacy because

I own you as you own me and it is not a bad thing, not

blasphemy or anything

to fear. It is your hands, mine – these

poignant burial grounds that have been excavated,

these days of standing close, depending upon the ease

of our mutual exposure. I will speak in your ear and you

will step into my voice

like stepping into a river.

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Copyright © 2011 by Allison Grayhurst

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Currents - pastlife poems cover 4 

 

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First published in “InnerChildPress” 2012

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Diane Barbarash interview about River – Songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst – Part 1

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River – songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

https://dianebarbarash.bandcamp.com/

https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/dianebarbarash3

https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/river-songs-from-the-poetry-of-allison-grayhurst/id1293420648

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0766X9LDJ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1507310524&sr=8-1&keywords=diane+barbarash