James Grengs Poems

He finds the body of the old man,
Pale, as they all are,
Drained.
He shakes his head,
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She hungers again.
Her eyes, dim, red
With the lust for blood.
She controls within her a power
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I am bottled anger.
Violence burns within me;
A potent drug, rage.
With it, I could topple
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You are as beautiful as the delicate new-formed petal;
As fragrant as the new-bloomed rose;
Your soft eyes shine as polished metal;
You are the most perfect thing that in God's garden grows.
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How marvelous a thought!
God is not distant, nor is He hidden-
He wants to reveal to us
Himself,
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oh, summer, your love
endured for a while.
it was in the spring,
i was in the winter,
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What have I done,
To feel such pain?
I have never killed,
Only ever loved.
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I look in the mirror.
A face- whose? - stares back at me.
I wander, wonder, through the day,
Without light, without warmth,
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You-
Stand by the ocean, shouting, trying to
drown out the cry of the waves
with your voice.
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Do you remember when we would laugh because we thought alike?
It’s over.
Do you remember when we would dream of our future, laughing
in the face of all likelihood?
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