Thursday, December 27, 2007

THE ANSWER





Trail of crumbs
Metaphors
Legacy of prose
Not always well received
Yet necessary
Valid prognosis
Muted cloak
So many eyes
Averted
Truth still remains
Despite such apathy
Weeping willow
Bent
Unassuming
Radical actions
In our face today
Riddle forth
A thousand years
The answer
Still the same


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2007

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

SELFISH EYES




December 26th, 2007
Christmas day
Come and gone
Counting new blessings
Licking old wounds
A time of contemplation
Gratitude
Sheer wonder
Divine celebration
My reason to be
Hardly impressed
Broad commercial siege
Video games
Guitar heroes
A Savior in a manger
Twelve mortal tribes
One holy king
The dollar
Tumbles quickly
Skepticism reigns
Stark admonitions
Rife
Rampant gall
It seems we’ve lost our way
Along the storied climb
Selfish eyes
Triumphant
Swollen ego precept
A cautionary tale
Unfolds without restraint
Complicated days
Spiritual debase
Quiet time I seek
Reverent reflection
Continued separation
Love
All that matters


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2007

Monday, December 24, 2007

OPTIMISMS HEMORRHAGE






Condescending tones
Snap like broken bones
Sophisticated naiveté
Grandiose hubris
Daily grind
Through slipshod façade
Witness to routine hurt
My role
Unable to convert
Alter
Another’s chosen course
Quite often
Defiance is encountered
Blue funk malaise
Ballsy brass contempt
Brazen disrespect
For all things virtuous
Earnest prayers
Lifting up those who suffer
Be it consciously
Or not
Misplaced
In life’s pandemonium
Clinging frantically
To their egotistic swagger
I wipe acerbic spit
From this brooding face
My heart
Optimisms hemorrhage
Flowing undeterred
Persistent commission
Offering citation
Paradigm
He who saved me
Love my neighbor
As myself
Grace
Hope
Salvation
Bursting from His holy light
My focus is to share



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

Sunday, December 16, 2007

NO SWEAT



NO SWEAT


Absent tears
So noticeable
Hardly
A malady
Trek of inner triumph
Demons flee
From heightened self esteem
Years of melancholy
Melting
Down a mortal drain
Separation
Holy transcendence
Hardened layers
Peeled away
Sacred trip indeed
No sweat
The details
Popularity
Not required
Focused scope
Broad
Vastly uncharted
Artistic gifts
Abundant
Gratitude
Surreal


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2007

Monday, December 03, 2007

FLUID FLAME


FLUID FLAME


Fluid flame
Stoked melancholy
Dancing smiles
In her moonbeam eyes
Salty tear trickles
I close mine so tightly
Suffocating distance
Distressing
Quite depressing
Dull ache
Bitter thorn
Splits my childish heart
Familiar agony
Drooping shoulder blades
Delicious dream
Beyond social analysis
Sleepwalking
Arm in arm
Sentimental waltz
Alas
Reality
Pricks the veil of inspiration
Chimerical fancy
Another lonely night


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2007

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