Poems & Essays

17 Aug

My Little Ones

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They go forward
with the brightness of trust
on their backs and with laughter
that loves the other’s affection
and humorous ways.
They run water through their chubby hands,
opening and closing fingers in grand delight.
They are testing the ground, days
of love and giving the whole of their intensity
to growing up.
His colour is deep blue and hers is olive
with a yellowish hue.
They grace this home and atone for the damage
of other failed dreams.
They are smiles etched on my shoestrings,
coins under the carpet, a sprinkler in
the noonday sun.
They give and they receive, rich with the substance
of these and of all spectacular worthy things.

 

Allison Grayhurst is a member of the League of Canadian Poets. She has over 550 poems published in more than 275 international journals and anthologies. Her book Somewhere Falling was published by Beach Holme Publishers in 1995. Since then she has published eleven other books of poetry and six collections with Edge Unlimited Publishing. Prior to the publication of Somewhere Falling she had a poetry book published, Common Dream, and four chapbooks published by The Plowman. Her poetry chapbook The River is Blind was published by Ottawa publisher above/ground press in December 2012. In 2014 her chapbook Surrogate Dharma was published by Kind of a Hurricane Press, Barometric Pressures Author Series in October 2014. More recently, she has a chapbook Currents pending publication this August with Pink.Girl.Ink. Press. She lives in Toronto with her family. She also sculpts, working with clay; www.allisongrayhurst.com.

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