UNCOMPLICATED

UNCOMPLICATED


Destination
I have no idea
My daily agenda
Uncomplicated
Planned by my Father above
No pressing preoccupation
Free from ultimatums
Distant mansion
Prepared for the appropriate moment
Eternal journey
Settled in for a long and joyous walk
Emotions stable
Mood swing flat line
Just steady dedication
To the will of Jesus Christ
Aggression
Only in the spirit
In loving testimony
Mistakes
Absolutely
I still make plenty
As my stubborn ego slowly withers
Obedient discipleship
Is a detailed slow conversion
Forgiven
Yes indeed
And so grateful for my gifts
Proud beyond words
To serve Him faithfully
My allegiance
His everlasting


“Blessed is the people that know the joyful sound: they shall walk, O Lord, in the light of thy countenance”

Psalm 89:15


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

THE EXORCIST

THE EXORCIST


OK
I admit
The Monkey Creatures in Wizard of Oz
Terrified me
But milk toast in comparison
To The Exorcist
Now that flick blew my mind for years!
No sleep for days
Afraid to close my shaken imagination for a second
Vivid traumatic proclivity
Stunning realization
Violent mind rape
Left me mauled and disoriented
Cold vicious sweats
Chilling deep into my marrow
As I fell into the wicked apparition
For the first time
Evil energy entered my soul
Planting a tumor of self destruction
Innocence vanished forever
A virgin no longer
I had entered a forbidden pit
Exciting
Dangerous
Hallucinogenic damnation
Blank page of pre meditation
Epic brain wash tactics
Pubescent hormonal curiosity
Buried by toxic bacchanalia
Lust induced experimentation
Blind wasted at various points
Out of control
At an early age
Although I’m still a target
Today
His armor of glory
Repels the most ferocious attacks
Angels surround me in defense
Sweet Holy Spirit
Engulf my every cell
I claim the victory of Christ Jesus
In grateful inspired partisan
Hell
Remains behind me always
Conquered black moaning heap
My old friend
Fear
A distant blur
Brilliant light of salvation
Removes the tormenting liar
With laser precision


“Be not afraid of sudden fear, neither of the desolation of the wicked, when it cometh”

Proverbs 3:25


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

GWEN

GWEN


Gwen
Trying her best
To fit in
Exotic Dancer
Until time took its toll
Works the streets these days
Flagging down rides
With her best seductive face
Demons
Portrayed as Monkeys
Perched on her weary back
Fear begins to melt
As trust blossoms between us
Rare
In this age of unpleasant existence
Acts of kindness
Chip away the frayed stone
Encompassing her brittle heart
Brief gentle smile
Creases her seasoned face
Pleasant memories
Invade our weightless spirits
She remembers her Baptist days
With tearful penitence
Her belief in The Son of Man
“Deep”
The common thread that binds us
Alliance
Camaraderie
Decency
God smile upon you
My transient friend
Soon we shall meet again
Where the path is paved with gold



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

FAB FOUR FORESIGHT

FAB FOUR FORESIGHT




Here’s another clue for you all
The Walrus
Is me
Smokers choking
Stoners toking
Experts see the Egg Man smoking
Ob-la-di
Ob-la-da
My guitar
Gently weeps
Baby’s in black
With Yer Blues
Help
Because everybody has something to hide
Except for my monkey and I
Lady Madonna
With Sergeant Pepper
Behind the glass onion
Say hello to Jude
And gently advise
Just let it be
Eight days a week
The road is long and winding
Helter Skelter
Dizzy
Miss Lizzy
A day in the life
Living in Norwegian Wood
Eleanor Rigby
Driving down Penny Lane
In the English rain
Her thoughts
On revolution
Lucy’s diamonds
Twist and shout
Gleefully in the sky
For the benefit
Of Mr. Kite
Getting back
To his roots
Across the universe
Sexy Sadie
Searching frantically
For Nowhere Man
Please Mr. Postman
You’ve got to hide your love away
And your bird can sing
Imagine
She loves you
Oh yea
Oh yea
Oh yea
PS. I love you
Love is all you need



WARMEST THANKS TO THE BEATLES FOR HELPING ME MAKE IT THROUGH TO THE OTHER SIDE.


©Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

WORDS

WORDS


Worrier: Awaits an expected outcome in fear
Warrior: Takes the fight to the enemy

Umbilical: Shares sustaining life
Imbecile: Sucks the life from a room

Spirit: Liquid poison
Spirit: Unique gift from Yahweh

Gentleman: Well mannered social grace
Gentle Man: Tender, loving, child of God

Dark: Hue lacking light
Dark: Dead morbid mood of sin

Fancy: Self centered whim
Fancy: Loving attachment

Deed: Action word, example
Dead: Faith without action

Weight: Heavy burden of hopelessness
Wait: Patient hope

Reactor: Controlled release of nuclear energy
Reaction: Feeling life unencumbered

Sea: Drowning wet abyss
See: Visualize eternal joy

Bar: Satan’s playground
Bar: Standard set by righteousness

Rain: Falling drops of essence
Reign: Holy throne of Christ

Reason: Justification of an action
Reason: Anointed intelligence

Save: To set aside for future use
Saved: Forgiven by Grace

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

THE WAY

THE WAY


Pardon me
Cynical one
If my tidings distress you
Weight of urgent significance
Pressing on your toes
Discomfort
Animosity
Ruffled feathers
Come with the territory
My commission
To offer undeniable truth
In tireless action
And lively pen
Gift of insight
Not my own
I speak on behalf of my Savior
Jesus Christ
The Way
His deepest joy
A personal relationship with all His children
Earnest hope
That none shall perish
Or linger lost
As Day of Judgment approaches
Signs of alarming travail
Increasing labor pains
As the prophets foretold
Unmistakable evidence
The Book shall be fulfilled
With sincere appeal
I urge you to surrender
He patiently awaits your embrace
Living water abundant
Everlasting
Incredible


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

ROOT CANAL

ROOT CANAL



Gorgeous fall day
My worst nightmare clocks in
Pariah Root Canal
Audacious ruffian nerve
Gone berserk in my lower jaw
Sensory cell torment
At the hand of a wayward drill bit
Severed
In the heat of battle
Now embedded
Boring deeply into my infected tooth
Multiple shots of Novocain
Enough to numb a Grizzly
Pitiful worthless foe
Against my fierce nervous system
Rhythmic throbbing pulse
Agonizing thunder strokes
Pounding in my head
Dentist’s metal pin
Plunging mercilessly
Into the core of brutal follicles
My right leg
Jerks wildly with each jab
Suddenly
The thought hits me
Like a morphine blanket
Imagine
The wretched suffering soul
Forced to endure such surgical stroke
With only a shot of whiskey
And a rubber bridle
To spare the Doctors hand
My pain began to ease
Blessings counted with a gagged smile
And a grateful heart
I don’t have it so bad
After all…….



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

INNER LIGHT

INNER LIGHT


Fear not
Child of God
Be filled with great joy
For Almighty Jehovah
Evermore
Creator of all things
Holds us close to His merciful heart
Be not afraid
Of disturbing current events
These wondrous happenings
Shall come to pass
As prophecy details
No need for apprehension
The time is now
To share our precious gifts with others
Salvation
Good news
Peace
Redemption
We receive in abundance
By giving
Our call to action
In demonstration of His saving grace
Inner light
Brightly shining
As beacons in the gathering gloom
Walk boldly
Into daily loving service
With sincere empathy and compassion
For those who still suffer
Our actions
Inspiration to lost souls
His triumphant day approaches
Glory waits
Warriors of Christ
SELAH


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

STEP OUT OF THE BOAT

STEP OUT OF THE BOAT


Next time you have some extra cash in your pocket
It doesn’t take much
Try this
Your life will never be the same
Climb into your car
Lock your door (if you need the feeling of false security)
Remember Child of God
No harm from mortal man
Shall befall your anointed soul
Drive to the rough part of town
Where crack rules
You know the place
Prostitutes with missing teeth and scowling faces
Nervous and desperate from withdrawal tremens
Indigent vagabond winos
Asleep in the gutter
Oblivious to the battlefield
Homeless shelters on every corner
Rarely full
Except on the coldest nights
Young thugs
Sporting gang colors
Tough on the outside
Lonely and scared within
Spot the person who captures your heart
You will know without question
That they are the one
God will guide you
Trust completely
Step out of the boat
Walk on the water in faith towards your new friend
Remember to smile sincerely
Soften your eyes when they make contact
So not to startle them
Have no fear
Christ is there waiting beside them
Watching with pride and encouragement
Speak softly
While handing them the money
Tell them you love them
As Jesus loves them
Then
Be prepared to drop the walls of apprehension
Brace yourself for a dose of reality
Raw and pungent
As you receive the most special hug imaginable
Pure tender loving connection
As innocent children
Simply living in the moment
Soak in this Holy power
Feel the humble gratitude in their weary woeful eyes
Bask in the glow of Gods blessings
Bestowed on you both in fellowship
Gathered together in His name
Say nothing more
No words can improve this situation
Simply walk away
Reflect in silence
The abundant gifts received from our merciful Savior
Absorb the satisfaction
Of making a tremendous impact
In the life of another
Asking nothing in return
Genuine compassion
Flawless
Exhilarating
Divine



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

SLOWING DOWN

SLOWING DOWN


Peaceful stroll
Laced with placid satisfaction
Slowing down
After 46 years of frantic sprinting
Gears in my racing brittle mind
Worn from aeons of “peddle to the floor” animation
Rhythmically idle
The pace
One day at a time
Comprehension
Fresh observations
Valuable lessons
Fragrant roses
Abundant to inhale
Absorbing the actions of men
Without the need to retort
Gift of X-Ray vision
Seeing clearly
The evil presence lurking
In the vein of macabre
Yet amusing
I have no fear of human consequences
Nor angst when facing death
No man
Nor supernatural entity
Can penetrate this sacred veil of consecration
I am a child
His valued creation
Forever bound by grace
Supreme sacrifice of Jesus Christ
I rest in total peace
Safe in His patient loving arms
While the rest of this world
Slowly disintegrates



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

COVER ME

COVER ME


Cover me
From prying evil eyes
Charlatans
Spewing lies
Brainwashing Bards
Glib tongued snake oil salesmen
Purvey fallacious fables
“Alternative Philosophy”
“New Age Ideology”
Steeped in mystic pagan ritual
Ingenious front for Satan’s operandi
Flee now
Rebuke this corrupt blasphemy
Children of the One True God
Jesus Christ
I AM
Evermore
The “falling away” has begun
Organized religion
Big business with a flair for public relations
A sure sign of these deceptive Pimp Preachers
When salvation
Depends on the strength of your financial statement
Bono says it best
“My God isn’t short of cash Mister”……
For me, my walk began in the gutters
Where hopelessness lives
There
I find those who truly need
And I give all of me
Without hesitation or remorse
As The Father has instructed
Won’t you join me in outreach?
The time has never been more urgent


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

PRAISE TO THE ARTIST

PRAISE TO THE ARTIST


Shedding cumbersome skin
Promoted from sleazy selfish serpent
To loving child of God
Ripped away
Mask of indignation
That blinded me for so long
Yahweh spares no intensity
As His appointed children are reborn
Hard lessons
Blatant reality
Produces remorseful shame
Churning in vomits vortex
Overwhelming urge to cleanse
Expectorate filthy contents
Reduced to bite size chunks
Within my transformed soul
Powerful guiding hands of The Master
Deftly shapes my potters clay mind
Aching to share this masterpiece
Created beauty
Praise to the Artist
In Thanksgiving
For my new cherished role
His Servant
Innocent astonishment
How a broken man like me
Could be so precious to Him
Not worthy of these wonderful gifts
But eternally grateful


“Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ”

2 Corinthians 10:5


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

RAGING "BONNADUCE"

RAGING “BONNADUCE”


Snippets of awful reflection
Flash of recollection
Transported
Via premonition
My face
Burns with agitated flush
My anger
Boiling roll
Berserk temper tantrum
Cheap Vodka eruption
Stoked by liquid valium
Raging “Bonnaduce”
Latest twist to "going postal"
The famous Reality TV Star
Reminds me so much of myself
Another blackout night
Escalating family argument
My drunken gibberish
Loud violent threats
Awaken to an empty house
Front door wide open
My wife and kids were gone
Aching head
Looming hollow cloud of self esteem
Destroyed by F5 black cyclone
Striking reality
Suicide
Definitely an option on the table that day
Vulnerable
Insane
In blistering pain
Cowardice cum laude
Divorce Court
My tempestuous surrogate lover
Frigid sleep mate
Pill of forced mutation
Sobriety by default
In retrospect
Selfish manipulative motive
Reconciliation’s vain attempt
Fiercely grasping onto my new recovering friends
Gut wrenching withdrawals
Life or death business
In blind desperate faith
Strength of Holy Christ
Lifting me gently
From miserable callous bog
Alcoholic sickness
Rabid
Out of control
Ingrained in my DNA
Transformed
Withdrawn
Coruscating powerlessness
Reward for lowly surrender
Healing waters surge within
To those I have hurt with my illness
My sincere apologies
And grateful rejoice
For your patience
Your loyalty
Resentment
Calamity turned to peace


“The discretion of a man deferreth his anger; and it is his glory to pass over a transgression”

Proverbs 19:11



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

GROWING OLD

GROWING OLD


So often
My buoyant feeble mind
Shell shocked
From years of active warfare
Walking hallucination
Plummets in stoic snow slide
In the mirror
A strange old man smiles back at me
Beefy cheeks
Creeping crow’s feet
Smokey eyeglasses
Tint mischievous lonely eyes
Thinning hair
Grey in spots
Ruddy facial veins
Recovery’s Purple Heart
Each scar
Earned by 30 years of hard abuse
At times
I fail to recognize him
Other times
I simply fail
Today
It’s OK
To be just a man
A good Dad to my children
Compassionate towards others
Who lives and loves
As God created me
And blame the bloopers
On growing old



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

BRAINWASH BALDERDASH

BRAINWASH BALDERDASH


Bucking baritone Broncos
Henchmen on steroids
Kicking out the prattle
In pale repulsive heaps
Legislative limbo
Insulting to all intelligent Americans
Bring that bar on down
How low can you go……?
The act of ramming
Mass quantities of propaganda
Down my sassy throat without my consent
Is Rape
My primeval predators
To defy
Means to die on brittle singed wings
To live with such
Is much too much
Labels
Create an atmosphere of raw arrogance
Stereotypes
Breed neurosis
Shaved head trauma
Coding dreams of empirical world dominance
DNR
“Do Not Resuscitate”
Lifeblood of proud Patriots
Lie in pools of claret coagulum
On the global gurney
Obnoxious bonds forming
In paralleled simpatico
Speaking a new language
Nefarious tongue
Black and pointed
Hissing He Dogs
Jackals converging
On new pages of mercenary instructions manuals
Myself
I shall take dozens of the cocky commandos with me
When it’s my time to take the stage of risk
Who can ignore the evidence?
Stand defiant I shall
With my mouth running and my pen blazing

INSOMNIA

INSOMNIA


Three hours of sleep in three days
Fitful at best
Zombie lethargy
What the REM is going on!
I’m so tired
Yet peaceful slumber avoids me
Vertigo perhaps
Definitely Tinnitus
The buzzing locust’s symphony
Cochlear concerto
Shrill crescendo
Relentless
Reverbs in my right ear
Hydrops habitual haunting
It comes in cycles
Or maybe restless brio
Urgent current of commiseration
Sympathy pains
Of my own subliminal design
Whatever the reason for such impetus issues
Remains obscure
Inconvenient
Off balance
Extremely irritating
Internal clock
Delicate mechanism within
Quickly warped
By mental villain vigilantes
Often I wonder
Am I the only one?
Wired at such an awful hour
Mellow doze
High priority for now


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

MENIERE

MENIERE


Pounding drum
Tribal war dance
Raising hell inside my right eardrum
Muffled voices
Distorted sounds
Deafness creeping in
Chronic vertigo
Dreaded “drop attacks”
Whirling horizon
Supreme seasickness
Horde of screeching locusts
Buzzing pandemonium
Precedes the punch drunk attack
Extreme nausea
Projectile urp at times
My tired body
Constant struggle to maintain balance
Fatigue
A way of life
“Underwater” force
My best definition
Of the pressure in my head
Migraines
Brutal in severity
Accompany the lengthy interlude
To those who suffer this scourge
My sincere sympathy
If fierce Dragons exist
They go by the name
Meniere

http://www.dizziness-and-balance.com/disorders/menieres/menieres.html

What is Meniere disease?Meniere disease, also called idiopathic endolymphatic hydrops, is a disorder of the inner ear. Although the cause of Meniere disease is unknown, it probably results from an abnormality in the way fluid of the inner ear is regulated. In most cases only one ear is involved, but both ears may be affected in about 15% of patients. Meniere disease typically starts between the ages of 20 and 50 years of age. Men and women are equally affected. The symptoms may be only a minor nuisance, or can become disabling, especially if the attacks of vertigo are severe, frequent, and occur without warning.
http://www.medicinenet.com/meniere_disease/article.htm

PAIN

PAIN


Pain
Comes in many exotic flavors
Emotional
Divorce as an example
Key ingredient in this dismal concoction
By far
The worst case to this sensitive poet
Physical
Constant reminder of our frail mortality
As in withdrawal symptoms
DT’s
Coming down fast and hard
Literal hell on earth
Irritating in every sense
Yet strangely invigorating when you reach the other side
Then there is Social
Like those unfortunate times when I witness abuse
Nausea engulfs me in waves of anger
So uncalled for
Yet prevalent
Human misery
Chock full of disgusting ingredients
Designed to destroy faith in all that is good
Blended with caustic precision
Philosophical plethora
Unleashes hollow dreariness
However
There is hope for a cure
Tried and true remedy
Miracle antidote
For all types of anguish
Simply release its evil grip to Jesus
Lay your weary burdens down
In His loving hands
It works every time
And free to all who desire peace
What have you got to lose?


“Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest”

Matthew 11:28

THE BAND PLAYS ON

THE BAND PLAYS ON

Drama in the Middle East continues
Russia
“Magog” in biblical prophecy
Body guard to Iran, Syria, Palestinian war machines
Quietly grooms their anxious students
Jerusalem
As it is written
The center of attention
Lines are drawn in the sand
The Kings in the East
China
India
Pakistan
All nuclear powers
Observe the chess game with ardent concern
Precious oil
To fuel their exploding economies
At risk of pirate strategy
The United States
Britain
European Union
Face difficult political decisions
In wake of current events
Sanctions
Invite hostilities
Preemptive strikes
Options on the table
Heightened focus of those in control
Jihad
Islamic answer to settle the feud
Antichrist
Little Horn
Poised to enter the global stage
In the name of world unity
False defense of Zion
His deceit
A seven year pact of “peace”
Regardless of the sides you choose
These events shall come to pass
We witness ancient scriptures
In glaring stark reality
Time to wake up and take notice
As the band plays on………

STARS ARE WE

STARS ARE WE


Welcome
My skeptically shrewd friend
Please enter
Kick off your shoes
No further need
In grass of supple exhilaration
His world of liberation
Beckons
Taste the wondrous beauty
Ambrosial nectar of hope
Consummate joy
Immaculate
Precisely pronounced
Where dreams come true
Angels walk beside us
In comforts shadow
At times
Manifest
Through friendly warm expressions
Summer breeze
Wafts gently
Through childlike flowing innocence
Pain
Flees in frustration
Anointed healing hands
Cup contorted grief stricken faces
Fear
Absent in glaring contrast
Patience rules aggression
Anger dissolves
In cool flowing waters
Of tranquil empathy
Stars are we
Angelic twinkling Polaris
Ablaze
Wrapped in brilliant love of Christ
Without end
Amen



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

ALLEGORY

ALLEGORY


Interesting observation
About my style of prose
I write
As I once drank
Addicted
Two fisted
Hard core
Without restraint
No need for cutters
To dilute the desired effect
Fiercely defensive
Of my subject
Passionate devotion
Exercising my habit daily
My words shout
For those hard of hearing
Like me
Some recoil
In horror of my obsession
Reaction none the less
As they flee
The impact still hits the mark
My message today
Sole focus on the truth
Saving grace of Jesus Christ
Author of my storied gift
In sober gratitude
I praise His holy name
Giving all of me
To His sacred cause


“But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee.”

Psalm 5:11



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

OCTOBER AFTERNOON

OCTOBER AFTERNOON


5:00 PM
Splendid cloudless day
God’s brilliant sun
Glowing through the thinning fall leaves
Electric olive colors
Explode into my brain
Sensory chain reaction
Mighty hickory trees
Bulging with bounty
Perky ground squirrel
Ignores my voyeurism
Busy with preparation
Gathering his winter sustenance
Cool gentle breeze
Breathtaking view
From my 3rd floor vantage
Distant siren screams
Untold tragedy
Befalls another victim
I sit in wonder
Enjoying my slice of heaven
This brutal world keeps spinning
Let it fly
Through the eyes of Christ
Peace can be found in the busiest of places
I soak it up like a sponge
One glorious day at a time
Our Fathers gift of creation
Magnificent
Brimming with life
Cherished memories
Of a lovely October afternoon


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

TUBAL

TUBAL


For reasons I have yet to understand
My mind dwells on Tubal
Modern day Turkey
Bitter enemy of The Syrians
Longstanding NATO member
Home to 70 million people
Vastly Muslim
Descendants of Japheth, son of Noah
Defenders of Bosphorus Strait
Vital commerce passageway
Between the Black Sea
Russia’s (Magog)
Only warm water port
And the Mediterranean Sea
Heated diplomatic battles rage
In argument over ownership
Eyes of the world are watching
Object of beleaguered debate
European Union bid
Hotly contested
Strategic military role
In the future of Israel
Please accept this meager dalliance
As spirited observation
I shall follow these trends with interest
For the meaning of this muse


1 “Therefore, thou Son of Man, prophesy against Gog, and say, Thus saith the Lord God; Behold, I am against thee, O Gog, the chief prince of Meshech and Tubal:
2 And I will turn thee back, and leave but the sixth part of thee, and will cause thee to come up from the north parts, and will bring thee upon the mountains of Israel:
3 And I will smite thy bow out of thy left hand, and will cause thine arrows to fall out of thy right hand.
4 Thou shalt fall upon the mountains of Israel, thou, and all thy bands, and the people that is with thee: I will give thee unto the ravenous birds of every sort, and to the beasts of the field to be devoured.
5 Thou shalt fall upon the open field: for I have spoken it, saith the Lord God.
6 And I will send a fire on Magog, and among them that dwell carelessly in the isles: and they shall know that I am the Lord”

Ezekiel 39: 1-6

STILL LIFE

STILL LIFE


Lifeless form
Uninspired
Freeze frame of daily routine
Merely going through the motions
Bleak emotions
Flat line existence
To live in animation
Is simply not living
I choose another path
Each new day
Brings adventure and satisfaction
Morning talks with Jesus
Our quiet time
Gentle guidance He offers
Leading me in joyful celebration
Never dull
Demanding at times
In prayerful conversation
I ask to help another
And to remain sober
My wish is always granted
Whether I notice or not
Photographs of my day
A blur of ethereal moments
Each shot
A happy story
Unique
Stimulating
At peace



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

TO KNOW HIM

TO KNOW HIM


The world
Knows not His glory
As we
His children
See clearly
His majesty
Born again
Gift of innocence
In God’s likeness
Prepared for His service
Anointed
With loving grace
Immeasurable
By human standards
To walk with Him
Proclaiming His divine message
Regardless of shallow ridicule
Disciple
Grateful servant of Christ the King
What I shall be
Sharing spiritual compassion
My purpose
Today
And always


1” Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew Him not.
2 Beloved now we are the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when He shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as He is”

1st John 3: 1-2


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005