Monday, March 26, 2012


December 2011
Golden CO
Soothing Pink Floyd riffs
Engulf me as always
In complete awe
Artistic genius
My oasis
From the stiff winds of life
Constantly igniting
My deepest word man fuse
Nothing left to lose
Sedated Gag Reflex
Solar Plexus punch
Freudian hunch
Woodys Pizza for lunch
My mind drifts
In lazy
Fond reflection
To spin the bottle days
Innocent haze
Society malaise
I miss a few of these things
The sweet smell of a woman
Sacred morning spoon
On the dark side of the moon
Existential rings
Scrambled eggs at 3:00am
A road with seven bridges
Eight Track groove
Teenaged night moves
Harmony personified
Artful Dodger antics
In Mobile AL
So many friends I’ve made
Manipulative charades
Mardi Gras Parades
At times
I looked for trouble
In macho arrogance
Usually I found it
At times
I wish I had not
This day
My head faces skyward
In humble gratitude
My weary eyes
Reverently closed
Avoiding the high weeds
Focused on kind deeds
Child of God connections
Manuscript corrections
And still I smile……..

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

Sunday, March 25, 2012


Mighty Rocky Mountains
Mystically inspire me
Well-crafted music
Always satisfies me
Beautiful people
I meet along the way
Make my burden lighter
Righteous love is flowing
Despite my loneliness
Fond memories abound
I turn around
To see the path I’ve carved
In sublime satisfaction
Cosmic chain reaction
Prismatic refraction
As art
Collides with essence
My Brother JM
Photog extraordinaire
Would surely bust a lens
In this scenic wonderland
A smile
Kindred nodding head
Perhaps a song instead
Today I walk in silence
Seeking only peace
From chains of apprehension
In humble gratitude………

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012


My soul
Deemed artistic
My words transcend
At times
A bit ballistic
I flow them as they come
From my deepest vein
The darkened past
Easily buried
Clarity however
Does not mean it didn’t happen
Depression is a place
Where disenchanted people
Fade away and die
No need to ponder why
Strange daze indeed
Social etiquette
Rules I once followed
One by one
As circumstance dictated
Popular Facebook
Trendy treble hook
Atmospheric mucus
C.S. fucking Lewis
Gonna sock it to us
In his mystical way
I’m bleeding today
From the public fray
Perhaps I’ll fly away…….

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012


Said the word man to his muse
Humanoid abuse
Terminal bad fuse
He thirsts for something more
New unopened door
Spiritual rapport
Subcutaneous fissures
Run deeply through his soul
Borne from sacred rock and roll
A gift to you
His words
The wisdom he has gained
Thundering pain
Short circuit brain
So delicate
Yet he doesn’t give a shit
No need to analyze it
Quiet retrospect
Lark of adolescence
Dance through blacked out segments
Purged evil regiments
Cache of patience
His glass
Always half full
Yet he only tastes the bile
Melancholy smile
Errantly painted
Vacant for awhile

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

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If I flow it Will you read it? Will you feel it As I bleed it? Because you see I need it To justify my trip My words A pointed tip Dipped in sacred blood Precursor To the coming flood A gift from God My KING A beautiful thing To serve His higher cause I'm not seeking vain applause Simply Clarity For this lost world to see His grace Sweet charity Unconditional love And peace My ultimate release SELAH……. (C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

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