END OF A DREAM

Global woes
Whatever….
We reap as we have sown
Dire news
Crashing down
Haunting melody
Red dawn approaching
Bewildered eyes forced open
End of a dream to most
Blind to earthly fraud
Mans technology
Puffed up accomplishments
Mere droplets
Vast universe
Futile objections
To rational dissection
Artificial savvy
No match for divine intervention
Simple love
Uncontaminated
Made pure by Holy Spirit
The only way
As it is written
Hand of God
Gently on my shoulder
All I need this day
Multitudes
Shall never understand
Hypnotized masses
Ghastly consequence
Truth
Acquired through submission
Sincere humility
Courage at a premium
Faith in force unseen
Joy
Precisely where I seek it
A matter of personal choice
Be ever watchful
Anxious child of Yahweh
His glory draws nigh
No surprises here


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

He and i (a song about soul)

Thoughts that linger
Sordid tales
Vibrant life
Behind the veil

Broken promise
Flagrant lies
Muffled voices
Crimson sky

Behind me now
No recompense
So grateful
I could jump the fence

Softer blues
Feeble wails
Aging child
Love prevails

I’ve been in churches
Seeking soul
Just not wired
To fit that mold

Simple oneness
He and i
Strangest places
Knowing eyes


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

TEXAS ROMANCE

He loved Bonnie
She loved Clyde
Reckless lifestyle
Stolen rides

Forbidden romance
Captured hearts
Public villains
From the start

Red roses
Tommy Guns
Easy money
On the run

Rampant crimes
Storied fall
Wanted posters
Sirens call

Ambushed death
Louisiana style
Tragic end
No fair trial

Demise was instant
Early dawn
Fabled outlaws
Their legend lives on

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

MUMBAI

Thanksgiving Day
November 27th, 2008
Sad day indeed
Such senseless carnage
Supernatural hatred
Streets of Mumbai
Ankle deep with innocent blood
Five star hotels
Reduced to battlefields
Tales of heroism
Militant cowardice
Who cares what they believe
Fanatic violence
There is no justification
Resilient human spirit
Righteousness
Selfless compassion
Shall triumph evermore



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

IT’S LIFE MAN

Peeling glassy curls
Beryl sapphire shimmer
So graceful
Infinite stimulation
Tranquilizing wetness
Cascades in brilliant favor
Obsessive magical moment
My troubles melt in the peaceful eddy
Moral majority think tank
Stuck in naive backwoods
Those who deem me bedlamite
Concerned that I “just don’t get it”
Grieve not my puffed up critics
I have no desire to perceive
Delusive adaptations
Brackish social squares
Me
A simple round projectile
Adrift on balmy seas
My condolences
Sincere sympathy
Goes out to the “in crowd” herd
Who graze in fields of faked out pretense
Simmer down a bit
Unclench those poor offended toes
Soak your feet in tidal pools of forgiveness
Exhaling red annoyance
Its life man
Human interaction
Not a staged performance
His peace remains abundant
Copious blessings
Flood our restless souls
Alas
The best intentions
Exhausting burden of “fitting in”
Leaves one rather weary
Gravely spiritless
Barren vessels of regret
Animate
Rejoice
Kindergarten mentality
A child of God
Serene


Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

RISE

Generations
Come and go
No clear cut winners
Rigged human race
Viscous oil slicks
Choke our shores of gilded lust
Counting to a trillion
Still it’s not enough
We grieve perceived lost fortunes
Deceptive opulence
Betrayed birthright
As if we truly prospered
You see
It never was
Merely an illusion
Mortal sleight of hand
Fiat paper
Fancy minted ink
Now we pay the devils due
For our foolishness
Intimidation
Servitude
Torture
Degradation
Time to let it go
Refuse to run for cover
You who hold the weapons
Let them rip I say
No stopping angry multitudes
Who fail to jump when you say “BOO”
Basal sincerity
What it takes to rise
A man without a humble soul
A doomed man indeed


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

FEAR NOT

Dominance agendas
Absurd priorities
Drive by promises
Dead on arrival
Common sense meltdown
As if we never had it
I simply see no wisdom
In violent gluttony
Dust shall never settle
On alters of aggression
Economic stimulus
Investment Banker hard on
All talk
No satisfaction
In riches
Spawned from thin air
Fear not
Child of God
For He is with us
Dire headlines
Global strife
Wrath shall come and go
As it was written long ago
Immoral men
Wicked deeds
Famine
Utter chaos
No surprises here
Man’s lust for gold
Ultimate false idol
Flesh
Biodegradable
Sacred soul
Infinite
Holy path to heaven
Begins in mortal hell


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

2008

I hear the loud clatter
Explosive rhetoric
I feel death all around us
Creeping loss of innocence
I also witness love
Widespread
Hard to camouflage
Beacon in the darkness
Hope to all who need it
My choice has been simple
To embrace brotherhood
Not so hard to fathom
When focused on AGAPE


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

FASCINATING KISS (For Mel)

I caught a glimpse of you today
Random
Passing by in traffic
Hauntingly familiar
Yet so fiercely distant
Complicated love
Crashing down around me still
My yearning heart
Pounding ricochet
Familiar breathless rhythm
These warp speed years
Have been quite kind to you
You wear them well my dear
My mind
Adrift
Delicious daydreams
Moonlight nights
Soulful calls at 3am
Lost dogs
Sober thoughts
Dealing with fear demons
Clinging to each other
Despite the awkward chemistry
Your tender hand
Softly cupped in mine
My hungry arms
Wrapped around your feminine waist
Your whisper voice
So soothing
To these aging ears
Incredible sparkle
Dancing through your loving eyes
That magical kiss
Ah Mel……..
That fascinating kiss
No discernible logic
This gnawing need for you
It simply is
Never left sweet lady
I’ve tried my best to let you go
No relief
No fulfillment
Are you still afraid?



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

ELEMENTARY THESIS

Some questions
Truly have no answers
Mankind
Far below the higher intellect
Master plan exists
Mind blowing
Our frail human brains
Illogical perception
Created in His image
Root of all existence
Holy angels
Assisting Him with joy
Vast celebration
Life
So very simple
As we accept the truth
Righteousness
Walks in brilliant light
Evil
Dank darkness
Elementary thesis
Good enough for me


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

METASTASIS

Deodorant
Worn to a chalky nub
Still you see me sweat
As it is meant to be
Dark secrets
Dim
Transparency blooms
He is
No more am simply i
So digging this metastasis
Perfect symmetry



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

EMPIRICAL DECAY

High stakes players
Warn of dismal earnings
Fortunes vicious curse
Tired are we
The stooges
Self induced bewilderment
As Babylon crumbles
Rotten legacy
Insatiable greed
Empirical decay
Sad echo
Fleeting prominence
Cost of blatant arrogance
Hissing last breath
Robust hypocrisy
Alarming depth indeed
In a turbulent sea
So many ways to love
Sacred strand of hope
Spiritual lifeline
Manifest by holy grace
Time to surrender
Humble retribution
Only one solution
His brilliant light beckons


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

DEEPER SLICE OF SOUL

Grace
Unmerited favor
Seeking rhythm
Finding harmony
A deeper slice of soul
Red house
Flashing blue lights
Distant silver linings
Brilliant purple twilight
Hope of a new day
Forgiveness
Perfect balance
Sweet emancipation


John 1:15-17 (King James Version)
15John bare witness of him, and cried, saying, this was he of whom I spake, He that cometh after me is preferred before me: for he was before me.
16And of his fullness have all we received, and grace for grace.
17For the law was given by Moses, but grace and truth came by Jesus Christ.



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

CAPTIVITY

Furtive glance
Her azure eyes
So futile
Unassuming
Continents away
Spiritual
Yet strangely disconnected
Grave pall
Glazed pupils
Dilated
At times
Violated
Hellish wave
Scorns brutal swell
Rampant self destruction
Raging wildly
Throughout her fragile soul
Agony
Too much for her to bear
Lost love manifest
Peace
Escapes again today
No man can hold her
Not even he who cares to
Mystery remains
Just beyond his desperate grasp
Captivity
A fate
Much worse than death


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

PERCEPTION

Grey is white

Black

A subtle green

It simply matters not

To those

Sight unseen

(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

Maître d ‘

Slim Maître d ‘
Obnoxious chap indeed
Starched
A trifle rude that night
Someone kicked his cat perhaps
Astonishing blonde
Quite pleased with her rack
Hypnotizing rump
She flowed about the smoky room
As fog
Laced with cheap perfume
Fluid lies
Gushed with Midori
Trail of weak intentions
Sliced through neon sediment
Mental constipation
Can’t free my mind of all this shit
Awkward situation
Extreme hallucination
Feeling deepest truth
Yet protesting in silence
Red door
Freshly painted
Nomads find their way to knock
No desire to let them enter
Random thoughts persist
Moments of coherence
Loosely crafted poetry
Splashed about like stray urine
Splattered
Yellow dots
Clammy tile freckles
No distinct metastasis
Simply a wry smile
So deft
At keeping threats at bay
Including my own ego
Languished composition book
Well worn keyboard
I could use some new bifocals



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

HAIGHT

Tribes gathered
1966
Hungry for uncluttered life
San Francisco sound
Haight
The Mecca
Grooving
Rocking
Flopping
State of altered joy
Barefoot girls
Mystical gyration
Owsley’s purple trip
Scattered by the Diggers
Tuned in to Monterey
Sergeant Peppers Kingdom
Counter culture riot
Blown mind explosion
Psychedelic tap dance
Summer love
Bloomed in concert
1967
The Airplane
Fed our hungry heads
Jimi Hendrix
Double dose
He rose to highest heights
The Dead
Grateful
Symbolic
Language of the Hippie
Prince Morrison
High Priest Tim Leary
Educated euphoria
Watts acid test
Unwashed hair
Roach clip barrettes
The jams
Kicked out in defiance
No shelter
At Altamonte
Experiment in sensory freedom
Massive casualties
Flowers in their hair
Change
Was in the air



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

ENCHANTING COMMUNION

“You make me feel amazing”
Her dancing eyes
Tightly shut
Yet hoping for a glimpse
Of loves blinding ray
Despite circumstance
Against crushing odds
Daydreams frolic
Knocking patiently
Etiquette answers
Melancholy’s home
She speaks of Wordsworth
Digs The Cure
Tenderness
Soft summer rain
Her gentle ways
So sensitive
Genuine
Graceful
Rhythm pounding
Inside his fragile mind
Sheer passion
Coursing
Sacred blood
Shared so long ago
Needing her
Silently
He bleeds
She dwells front and center
His heart
An open book
To climb inside awhile
Their magical place
Enchanting communion
Sadness
Dark things flee
Acceptance arrives
Hope
Remains indwelled
Natural
So good
Sleepless nights invade
Intuition territory
Soon flowing words
Soothe their restless souls
Such logic
Never mind
Forever unexplained
And never meant to be



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

AS IF WE WERE ROBOTIC

Reflections of a time
Not so long ago
Love meant forever
Not in monthly installments
Romance
Danced across our senses
Tingling
Soft
Mesmerizing
So much deeper than the hunt
Instinctual conquest
Eyes
Filled with passion
Hearts
Pumped in sacred rhythm
Sense of touch
Electric
Sufficient stimulation
We shuffle through existence
Never pausing
Somehow blinded by self absorption
We’ve forgotten how to feel
As if we were robotic


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

MADMEN

Madmen poised as saviors
Perched atop
Atomic obelisks
They pander what we crave
Bewildered
As we bleed
Bombs designed to vanquish
Mass obliteration
Crushing all resistance
Objection
To their sleight of hand
Kill the witness
Bulldoze all intelligence
No mystery here
Simply propaganda
Cocoon comfort
False security
Haunting visions
Flying by
Apathetic deeds
Welcome to the New World Order


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

SURREAL LOVE STORY

Magic
Adoration
Mysterious union
Born so many moons ago
Surreal
Breathtaking still
Screams in harmony
Silent lament
Boy meets girl
Romantic ritual
Dancing down the brittle yearbook pages
Explosive adolescence
Veritable plunge
Mask of blind pursuit
Threadbare facade
Hidden gems
Strewn about in dreamy glee
Ripe for the picking
Alas
Just out of reach
Dying on the vine
Slowing down to feel
Poetic elegance
Absorbed
Truly understood
Taken seriously
Unassuming audience
Haunted memory
Sultry eyes
Aflame
Glowing embers
Passions radiance
Internal
Empty fantasy
Stagger
Ever so lightly
On subtle might have been
Reclusive thoughts
Strangely sentimental
Emotional ghost
Flowing through his lonely soul
Longing to be free
Wings of non commitment
Artistic expression
Low key stillness
One fragile heart
Barely beating now
Courteous small talk
Pleasant euphemisms
Surrogates for deeper pain
Waiting patiently
On a cab that shall never come




© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

GOD’S SENSE OF HUMOR

Flowing words
From deepest chasm
Wounded
Screaming out in pain
Sacred thoughts
Cloudy dreams
Soulful script unfolds
Esoteric metaphors
Lack of metered rhythm
Critics can be damned
Jeers the aging wordsmith
Nobel truth
Never futile
Needs no coy defense
Melancholy smile
From she who truly feels it
Distant twinkle
Darts through her misty eyes
So beautiful
Hypnotic
She lives on the inside
Warm
Safe
Secure
Longing for solutions
Going through the motions
Genuine fulfillment
Beyond her silky grasp
He wanders
Just outside the glass
Lonely
Mystified
Trying hard to sustain
Brave game face
Trusted Gentleman
Gazing in at her
Craving her angelic touch
Familiar comfort zone
Surreal fantasy
Thirty years
A vacuum
So many things have changed
Many more
Not altered
By the fleeting time
God’s sense of humor
Two separate lives
Unique relationship
Friends
Forever bound
Four hundred miles between



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

SOUL THESIS

Precocious thoughts
Tranquility
Imperfect circumstance
No need for human eyes to see
Just faith
Blind
Consuming
Soul thesis
Word for word
Significant
Yet simple
Impatience
Chokes discernment
Fosters discontent
Social theories
Fad affairs
Boring dissertations
Weary from the drama
Impending epilogue
Searing eyes
Hypocrisy
Futile exploration
No need for resolution
Righteousness prevails


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

HER HAZEL EYES (Revised)

Wispy foam
Lucent waves
Emerald green
Gently lap
Upon the lagoon shore
Massive sea turtles
Docile
Non aggressive guides
Glide effortlessly
Through their liquid playground
Two Gentleman Realtors
Both extremely wealthy
Post hurricane construction
Politely they discuss
Local politics
Over stout chicory coffee
Sweet rustic pastries
Satisfied
Opinionated
Oblivious
To my sudden appearance
I tour the magical island
On the back of a furry white mongrel
In silence
He directs our journey
With deft programmed precision
Surreal sand dunes
Virgin sugar
White
Mighty windswept slopes
Flowing sea oats
Clear memories from my childhood
Before the winds of change
Blazing noonday sun
Burns my fair skin
Lost in time am I
She
Proudly displays her new beach home
Children play peacefully
On the shiny hardwood floor
“I had to sell my jewelry”
Her somber tone
Depressed
Solemn
She wrapped her arms around my waist
Uncharacteristically
I say nothing
Large social gathering in progress
Bright Florida room
Alive with festive energy
Wings of war
Thunder from the distant runway
Sonic booms
In rhythm with the Reggae band
Me
Stranger in this exotic paradise
Yet I know it intimately
From such frequent visions
Strange eccentric guests
Greet me with kindness
Plasticized graciousness
Eclectic polished pleasantries
I smile
My canine stallion gallops onward
Ominous black clouds
Roiling fast from the east
“We shall ride the storm out here” she said
Her soft kiss goodbye
Still wet upon my cheek
We both know
Never shall we meet again
I shall remember always
Graceful fear
Glowing in her hazel eyes
Mountainous wall of water
Crashing down
Upon the peaceful seaside village
Gone in a matter of seconds
Lifetime of mystical existence
Flotsam and jetsam
All that remains for future generations
Sadly I awoke
Thus ends this trippy dream
One cold October morning
In these times of stark significance



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

VISCERAL SPECULATION

Visceral speculation
Controlled perceptual chaos
Swirling thoughts of calculated reason
Who I am
Where my path has led me
Spiritual crescendo
Words
Poetic intensity
Meditation
Draws me deeply inward
Self discovery
Basking in His brilliant holy light
Blinding me
Since I was old enough to understand
Not of this world
Never have been
Merely passing through
Eternal mystic journey
So many fail to grasp
Mysterious demeanor
Soul offering
For all the world to see
No secrets
Hidden agendas
Filled with Holy Spirit
Saved by Godly grace
Simplicity
Such a beautiful thing
As society grows more complicated
Inner peace I seek
Serenity
Clinging to sweet Jesus Christ
The only way I comprehend
Life one day at a time
I pray for all to share His love
Absorb Him like a sponge
So delightful is the journey
Everlasting high
His triumphant return draws nigh
Exactly as it is written
Be ever watchful children
Shine thy radiance with zeal
Boldly
Unafraid
Stout-hearted
Share His brilliant glory
With all who shall listen
As destiny arrives



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

BRANDY AND EDGAR

Edgar said “I’m lonely”
Brandy said “me too”
“I think I’ve lost my vision”
“And I don’t know what to do”

Life on coffee
Cigarettes
Bleary mornings
No regrets

Dopamine shuffle
Liquor slurred
Fried synapse
Wounded bird

His missing rib
Such brittle wings
Her sultry smile
Gold nose ring

He needed her
Just wanted her to know
The chance slipped through his fingers
Sleepless nights ago

“He’s the only one for me”
Precedes her painful pause
Searching for forever
Overlook the flaws

Glazed disposition
Crown of matted hair
Tender soul a rotting
Dazed
Stark despair

Mean streets
Dark
So fucking cold
Minutes seem like hours
Teenage eyes grow old

Jungle steeped in evil
Consciousness evades
“Survival but a choice”
Says the Queen of Spades

Thirst to feel
Not merely see
No time left for sad goodbyes
He wandered aimlessly

Reckless Altar Boy
Lacerated prey
White Horse overdose
He tried too hard that day



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

BEHOLD.....A BLACK HORSE

Be
What you will be
Why
Matters not
Love
Simply love
Fascination
Alms indeed
Hate
Just doesn’t fit
Looming mass
Bewildered
Growing ever weary
Fear
Redefined
Bleeding world
In sync
My bleeding heart
Reflexive disdain
Granite thoughts
Goofy foot gait
Fleet narcissism
Chaucer’s Chanticleer
Fallen heroes ode
Man dictates his doom
The dollar falls
Nervous smiles
Implosion of the ages
Distasteful exit
Hastily arranged
Austrian atrocities
Burmese cyclone horror
Famine
Gnawing pangs
Behold a black horse


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008






4Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make men slay each other. To him was given a large sword.
5When the Lamb opened the third seal; I heard the third living creature say, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. 6Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, "A quart[a] of wheat for a day's wages,[b] and three quarts of barley for a day's wages,[c] and do not damage the oil and the wine!"
Footnotes:
Revelation 6:6 Greek a choinix (probably about a liter)
Revelation 6:6 Greek a denarius
Revelation 6:6 Greek a denarius

Revelation 6:4-6 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society





http://www.4literature.net/Geoffrey_Chaucer/Nun_s_Priest_s_Tale/

(1380) CANTERBURY TALES
THE NUN'S PRIEST'S TALE
By Geoffrey Chaucer
THE NUN'S PRIEST'S TALE
OF THE COCK AND HEN, CHANTICLEER
AND PERTELOTE

I AM AND i...(A song of praise and gratitude)

Flowing with His current
Surfing holy tide
Wander where He leads me
My soul
Satisfied

Following His guidance
Budding holy tree
Accepting life on sacred terms
Letting it all be

Peace
Satisfaction
Joy
Serenity
Not worthy of His blessings
Or grace He’s given me

Grateful nonetheless
A miracle
It’s true
Saved by love
Sweet Jesus Christ
Born again
Brand new

Join the angels
Daily praise
Live for Him each day
His light
Shines deep within me
Helps me make my way

SELAH



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

LACKEY BLUES (A song about “Boomers” growing old)

Grand Funk blasting
Rock defined
Sold out venues
Liberal minds

Black light posters
Viet Nam
Charley don’t surf
In Birmingham

Cheap cologne
Burning blunts
Wild eyed boys
On the hunt

For painted ladies
Curly hair
Legs for days
No underwear

Pun intended
Food for thought
Narcotic fog
Just don’t get caught

Trophy wife
Three car garage
Grand Pooba
At the Masons Lodge

Yapping lap dog
Shooting stars
Whiskey head games
Tapas Bars

Crafted headlines
Leveraged homes
Sarcastic landmines
Roaming Gnomes

New Age shakedown
Latest news
Holographic
Lackey Blues

Hip Yuppie
Swatting flies
Acid reflux
Alibis

Babylon
Bares her breast
Hyperbole
On house arrest

Faster
Higher
Grab the ring
Envy
An infectious thing


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

CHILDREN AT PLAY

Atlanta airport
Rush hour
Frantic
Mad dash
Distorted faces
Wild eyed
Full tilt
Three precious boys
Ages six perhaps
Playing together on the floor
Immersed
Gleeful
Innocent
For a few Godly moments
Time stands still
Strangers smile
Memories of our childhood
Crashing in with gentle force
On our personal agendas
Skimming joyful slivers
Sheer delight as we watch
Multi colored faces
Beam in unison
Racial barriers
Erased
Evil
Crushed
Love
Flowing freely
There is peace on earth
When the children play


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

DISCARDED

So difficult to fathom
Selfish lust of youth
Before
Invigorating
Tonight
Painfully clear
As the colors fade
Emotional deceit
Young woman
Tender
Virgin silk
Ravishing
Consumed
Gnawing hunger
Fierce desire
To be desired
Longing only to be loved
Hormonal mind games
Splotchy ecstasy
Countless carnal liars
Raging fire
Now smolders
3:00 a.m.
Alone
Stained sheets
Streaked mascara
Her delicate head
Gently cupped
In palsied hands
She sobs
Ever so softly
He seeks a fresh conquest
Discarded
As a well worn dress
Second hand romance
Lacerated heart
Overwhelming
Feeble shame
Invades her broken soul


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

CLOAK OF BLINDED VISION

I write because I must
No negotiations
Blessed appointment
So many things to say
Me
Age Forty nine
Thinking twenty three
Still seeking
Who I’m meant to be
Learning
Shedding
Growing
The child inside
So differs
From the narcissistic man
Siren call of wisdom
Ever tantalizing
Buried so deeply
In the caverns of my mind
Ancient history
Infantile immersion
Cerebral instincts
Roaming free
Absorbing human nature
Unexpected saving grace
Diffused anger
Mental masturbation
I hit the wall thank God
Many moons ago
Guilt swollen throat
Lump of shameful sin
Reminder of those dark days
Grateful forgiveness
Shake it off like rain
Tomorrow
Try again
Intuition
Holy gift
To exercise it daily
Paramount
Burley ego
Reality check
Like cool bed sheets
Crisp
Tucked
Traditional
In so many ways
Somehow I veered
Along the dotted line
Simply lacking discipline
Unconventional repose
Warp speed thoughts
Reluctantly
They rest
Sleep comes eventually
Life cards
Face up on the table
All in
A long time ago
Full tilt
Cruising speed now
Approaching paradise
Transcendental autopilot
There shall come a day
Soon perhaps
Or later
When poetic wells run dry
Rudimentary odes
To all things dear
Shall fall victim to dark silence
Pedigree of impact
Memory serves it best
Art is immortal
When appreciated
Be it prophetic shards
Veracity
Or simply psychobabble
No longer willing
To prostitute my passion
The message
Purest love
Forgiving God of peace
Demons flee
Behind me now
As they have been instructed
Soon to return
Beg for attention again
No fear
This lovely eve
Daily spiritual warfare
Angels guide
Cloak of blinded vision
Trust
Faith
Compassion
Built in tiny increments
Simply being
Powerful medicine indeed
Sharing sacred AGAPE
Living the lesson
One day at a time
Sweet Jesus
Shaking my tree
Precious life fruit
Nourishing me



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

INSIGNIFICANCE

Giving thanks for Jah love
Praises all
God above
Complex simplicity
Arduous journey
Rising fall
Joyous play on words
Provocative verbs
Funerals
New friends
Rad observations
Student of human nature
The trip never ends
I and i
Together
Forever
Open minded verse
Relentless rhythm style
I pump it out with passion
Hopefully
You dig it
Toss it as you wish
Winding chronicle
Vibrant man child trek
My goal is quite simple
Feel ME
Every buried stitch
Reduce it to perception
Truth
Reality
Expecting miracles
Vast blessings received
My glowing baby gurl
Eighteen loving years
Gilded child
Always will be
Praiseworthy gem
My precious young son
Nine years strong
Artistic
Sensitive
Stirring celebration
Tunes
Flowing endlessly
Through this pulsing brain
Ghosts of my past
Etched evermore
Slow motion
Sketchy
So forgiving
Embraced
By our patient Savior
Despite such arrogance
Forget Babylon
Paradise is nigh
Genuine freedom
Comes from letting go
Of insignificance



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

WEATHERED DRIFTWOOD (Revised)

Across the foggy bay
Ancient lighthouse beckons
Through gale and harbor mist
Deathly still
Borrowed passage
Unknown
Treacherous rocky current
Majestic presence looming
Just beyond the sacred reef
Lunacy lagoon
I flow
Aging weathered driftwood
Flotsam and jetsam
Tidal moonlit ebb
Reviewing my life’s story
Starry evenings wake
Boiling it all down
To bite sized metaphors
Select precious moments
Calculated risks
My journey has been long
Self imposed cilice
Finally reaching trade winds
No room for armchair critics
Misguided mystics
This human gig
At times
Alone
A razors edge
Life and death complicity
It’s all about true impact
Significance of others
Positive contribution
Ionized exhortation
Constructing self esteem
Kind hearted empowerment
Depth of brilliant smiles
Cheerful eyes that penetrate
Lasting legacy of love
On this fringe
Here I shall stay
As my purpose here is served




© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

DEATH


Distinct distant thunder
Roars an ominous warning
Such is the bed we have made
Sterile ICU
Bed # 23
Comatose gentleman
His lifeless eyes
Electric REM tick
Doleful death mask
Sucking pump
Rhythmic ventilator
His chest heaves on queue
Forced life support
Futile brain dead form
His distraught wife
Gently kisses his clammy forehead
Strokes his matted hair
As if he would disintegrate
Gaping gunshot wound
Slices his heaving belly
Reality
A bloody mess
In human methodology
She wonders through her tears
If he’s there at all
Alas sweet lady
He left hours before
The busy Trauma Surgeon
Stern
Dedicated
Unfortunate lack of eye contact
Averted glance
Screams the tragic news
No need for shallow banter
She finally collapses
Succumbs to exhaustive grief
Into her brothers supportive arms
Standing tall
Despite his breaking heart
Attention now turns to final rites
His lifeless body
Chunked into the clay
Merely a ritual
Sacred goodbye
For those he left behind
Morbidly symbolic
No need for hysteria
Shallow questions
With no earthly answers
Time for thanks and praises
To Him who gave us life
The daily trek goes on
The living stumble forward
Death
A new beginning
To all He calls Disciples
The journey
Evermore
Holy adventure
No mortal chains can tether
Cut flesh leaves scars
Damaged organs
Cause mortality
The sanctified soul lives on
A gift of highest majesty
SELAH!



Proverbs 14:31-33 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society

31 He who oppresses the poor shows contempt for their Maker, but whoever is kind to the needy honors God.
32 When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous have a refuge.
33 Wisdom reposes in the heart of the discerning and even among fools she lets herself be known. [a]
Footnotes:
Proverbs 14:33 Hebrew; Septuagint and Syriac / but in the heart of fools she is not known

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008