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
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
