Greg Davidson

Greg Davidson Poems

Mynah Birds And Passing Memories

- Thoughts of a dementia patient

Faces and memories,
Lost in time and space,

Black Dog

A black dog follows me,
No collar nor a lead,
Its form I can not measure,
Of undetermined breed.

Empty Rooms

Old and empty rooms,
The places in my heart
For near forgotten memories
Of now departed friends.

First Steps

First steps,
Unsteady and unsure,
Taking their first steps.

Medicine Is The Best Medicine

My life depends on medicine
From boxes on the stand
One by one I count them out
And place them in my hand.

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I began to write poetry of sorts in my twenties. Occasionally, in times of either deep angst or quiet solitary elation a muse would gift me with words. These times proved to be a blessing, and oft times a catharsis, for the emotional chaos that bubbled over me. As distractions were added to my life; job, wife, family and the mundane priorities t ...

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