George Grogan Poems

When my cold, gray body lay in dark wet ground
In that day when my voice no longer sounds
Remember me who loved you more
Remember me who loved you most
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The Drink

I roll from bed.., awoke: too a strong a word
My head aches and my frame shivers and shakes
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A single picture has brought it all back again.
I can smell the smells
and hear the sounds
as though it were yesterday
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Depression

I awoke with a start. My legs jerked as if I had walked off the edge of my dream.
But there was no dream
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Like an ash from a flame
fallen to the ground…
I am cold, gray and dead.
Like an ember
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Glimpses from my past
tinted in dark red pain
slither into my mind
like an acrid smoke creeping under the door
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September 20 2003
Johnny Cash has died
A star fell from the sky
In its place... black emptiness
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