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Molasses-dream
Molasses-dream The fighting blood, and the power of broken bones mending. Flip the unknowing cause of famine and feed on faith like a summer’s feast of fruits and nuts accepted as a birthright. Change is incremental, even the change of death takes time to incorporate into the nervous system, slowly inching into reality, sometimes healing in its wake, always scarring. Bedrooms are emptied,…
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Poems by Allison Grayhurst - Every Hope Inhaled and
Poems by Allison Grayhurst – Every Hope Inhaled and
Every Hope Inhaled Every day there is no day where the fullness of his being goes unhatched. Not a day when I do not smell his smell and hunger for the rub of his lips. Not a day when he stands so distant I forget the kinship we share, the mousey tide he sprung me from and the ground of faith he thawed in my breast. Here in July with my fishscope-view and the shifting of circumstantial thorns,…
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Parameters
. Parameters . The gift of all this crumbles with a single out-of-sync happening. Geraniums are frosting over and the high grass is yellowing. Yesterday was a cat in symmetrical slumber, pictures stood straight and warmth was gathering like a sweet wind over the neighbourhood. Does this mean it is my mind? like an insect living one season, sees only that season, dies before winter, content to…
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My Mother’s Sky (part 2 of 34)
Before I remember blank days, atheist days that left me sombre-hard, but these days are brim with harrowing storms, prayers and keepsakes infused with intractable meaning, memories ripe and revered as a newborn’s flesh. Before, my soul was below, breaking through the body regularly, in pieces, but these days it sits on the surface, intact, a glass sphere without protection, thrown and rolling,…
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Fourth day books FREE to download on Kindle from August 31 to September 4
Fourth day books FREE to download on Kindle from August 31 to September 4
All books below (Sight at Zero, six volumes of completed works, and Sculptures) will be free to download from Kindle until midnight Monday Sept. 4
Sight at Zero – selected poems (1988 to 2017)
(2017, Edge Unlimited Publishing: ASIN: B075Q7TDJK; ISBN-13: 978-1975894016; ISBN-10: 1975894014 )
On CBC’s Ultimate Canadian Poetry List
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Wayside
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Wayside
.
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I have fallen by the wayside,
scrapped divinity for a taste
of the overflow.
Everytime speaking, I was
silenced like a nailed board
sealed above my head.
Summer
came in ruthless heat pulses
depleting the oxygen, terrorizing
nesting sparrows.
The lap pool was chemically soiled.
All manner of fungi bloomed,
as dark bonds visibly materialized.
Geometric interlocking
dimensional…
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Breaking
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Breaking
.
.
Bitter patience, counting moonlight beams
on fledging grass stems.
Endure for the law that presses heavy and cold
against your chest.
Endure because there is no leaving
only traveling on.
Weapons put away, dressing
strictly for good form.
The planets rock back and forth,
bump against each other, but like us, are bonded,
unalterably glued to their personal constellations.
…
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Parameters
Parameters
.
The gift of all this crumbles
with a single out-of-sync happening.
Geraniums are frosting over
and the high grass is yellowing.
Yesterday was a cat in symmetrical slumber,
pictures stood straight and warmth
was gathering like a sweet wind over the neighbourhood.
Does this mean it is my mind? like an insect living
one season, sees only that season, dies before winter,
content to…
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