Poetry
Broken
by Allison Grayhurst
Breaking bonds and bonds
that are breaking in spite
of efforts made and lifetimes of
glorious connection, in spite
of promises to never part and always be
like tall innumerable weeds, keeping alive
no matter the challenges to growth. Growth
once so great, celestial forms descended, joined
to contemplate and just listen.
Catapulted into the future with no way back,
into another lightyear spinning, picking up pebbles,
putting down shoes. Hoods and earmuffs, locking
eyes with the cold, locking tight with the bluegrey anguish
that breeds explosives inside the flesh of my tongue, but is buried
too deep beneath the tastebuds to ever emerge.
Pinecones retrieved from the spat-upon pavement,
to add to my obsessive collection. These pinecones
remind me that I too have dropped, naturally, from
my source - laying flat on an unforgiving surface, unable
to dig into softness and sprout.
Breaking bonds and bonds broken,
adding a slight shock of unpredictability
to an otherwise stagnate formation, adding a wider scope, or memories
to later inhabit - small fields where there is no viable substance,
only leftovers and
open space.
Broken
by Allison Grayhurst
Breaking bonds and bonds
that are breaking in spite
of efforts made and lifetimes of
glorious connection, in spite
of promises to never part and always be
like tall innumerable weeds, keeping alive
no matter the challenges to growth. Growth
once so great, celestial forms descended, joined
to contemplate and just listen.
Catapulted into the future with no way back,
into another lightyear spinning, picking up pebbles,
putting down shoes. Hoods and earmuffs, locking
eyes with the cold, locking tight with the bluegrey anguish
that breeds explosives inside the flesh of my tongue, but is buried
too deep beneath the tastebuds to ever emerge.
Pinecones retrieved from the spat-upon pavement,
to add to my obsessive collection. These pinecones
remind me that I too have dropped, naturally, from
my source - laying flat on an unforgiving surface, unable
to dig into softness and sprout.
Breaking bonds and bonds broken,
adding a slight shock of unpredictability
to an otherwise stagnate formation, adding a wider scope, or memories
to later inhabit - small fields where there is no viable substance,
only leftovers and
open space.
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