IT ROCKED ME

February 9th, 1964
My life
Forever altered
At the tender age of five
Suddenly alive
Such strange
Yet familiar energy
Blasting through me
Probably
My very first hard on
As the power
Surged at will
Through my spatial symmetry
Dancing chills
Electric
Down my spine
Blowing my young mind
The Beatles first appearance
The Ed Sullivan Show
A magical memory
It rocked me
Deeply
With toe tapping force
Artistic imagery
Creative self expression
I’m a music junkie still
Forever dedicated
To it’s sacred place
Deftly planted
Within my DNA
Significant influence
On this word man
I am today
Eternally
Held in awe
Complete admiration
Of it’s mystical sway.......
　
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012
　
　
　

SHARDS OF COLORED GLASS

Dreams of gloom
Of rubber rooms
Nightmares
In an airtight tomb
Dirty needles
Sliver spoons
Haunting apparitions
Hide silly superstitions
Shadows
Dark partitions
Lunacy conditions
Shards of colored glass
Reflect a deep crevice
Through which sunlight
Cannot pass
Nor time
Nor human circumstance
A tale of things ironic
Too many Gin and Tonics
Of art
Sublime
Iconic
Thoughts of Andy Warhol
Legacy of pain
Psychedelic windowpanes
Microdot
Swirling acid rain
Peyote trance
Ritual of tribal dance
Nothing left to gain
Leads one down
A path of great resistance
Plasticized existence
Demons taunt
With incredible persistence
A hellish walk indeed
Insanity
Supercedes
Prior sound judgment
A babe among the reeds
Lost within the weeds
Wounded by unkind deeds
Fear is just a state of mind
As the story of his life
Sluggishly rewinds
Hallowed Gaelic tunes
Echo through the black light balloons
Void of oxygen
Of horrid death
And scared birth
Again
And again
To not feel it
Is a mortal sin
Of the highest magnitude
One step closer
To inner peace
Solitude.......
　
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012
　
　
　

PETROLEUM IS WHERE IT’S AT

Shortbread cookies
Harvest Moon
Nomad roaming
Sacred spoon
Alms a plenty
Special gifts
Social graces
Modern myths
Children crying
Scars run deep
Old men dying
Their old wives weep
Lost innocence
Vast dismay
New World Order
On display
Global warming
Imagine that
Petroleum
Is where it’s at
Close surveillance
At traffic lights
Racial profiles
Lily white
Night stalker
FBI
Children dying
WHY?
Presidents
Kings and Queens
Terrorists
Ways and means
This world
A stage
Yes indeed
Ancient rage
Sowing seeds
Sigmund Freud
Anais Nin
Herbert Hoover
Gunga Din
War art sinking in
The end
Is just beginning
No my friends
Evil is not winning
Lost words
Nobel acts
All rhetoric
And thats a fact.....
　
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012
　

QUITE SIMPLY

He who moves me
Moves me
She who soothes me
Soothes me
Don’t over analyze me
With Freudian imagery
Or quite simply
You will lose me.....
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

ODE TO A SPIDER

As I prepare
A special lair

In the mind

Of my enemy
Without caution
Malice
Or despair
I pay homage to a Spider
She lives upon my deck
Resourceful
Crafty
Cunning
Exceptionally stunning
Nature’s deft assassin
Warfare of silk
Delicate
Yet tensile skein
A killing machine
With grace
She knows no release
As life
Swirls around her
No worry in her eyes
Always
Another fly
Another reason why…..

©Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

A BEAUTIFUL THING

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

SEA OF URGENCY

A single strand of delicate silk
Young Mothers sacred milk
Harmony beckons
Yonder mountain way
My mind is wandering today
Life happens quickly
A blistering pace
Some need to save face
Others need to win the rodent race
Me
I drift along
At times
A bit confused
Still searching for my muse
My tertiary fuse
Shelter from the storm
Sweet dreams of flight
Sojourn across the globe
With melancholy thoughts
A manic frontal lobe
I know of those who spend their days
Clinging fiercely to the past
I can’t seem to find mine
It’s lost
In a sea of urgency
Intrinsically
Deep within my rhyme
Far too many times
I’ve raised my eyes
Seeking clear fruition
An odd superstition
Spiritual malnutrition
A sad aftermath
Mind and body collision
A reader of souls
Quickly growing old
Losing all control
There is no shame in letting go
Of that which brings me pain
Causes such disdain
Artistic love in vain……

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

NOCTURNE IN E FLAT

Robert Redford
Johnny Depp
Leading men
With swaggered step
Rocky Mountains
Cold and hard
Far removed
From Wilshire Blvd.
With total disregard
Piano Concerto
Genius of Chopin
Ancient Christian night prayer
Nocturne
So exquisite
A way of life
I live it
So join me
I will take you there
Sound wisdom
Fleur Di Lis
Missiles flying
Wounded Knee
“No laws for the brave ones”
“No asylum for the crazy ones”
My journey
Always on the run
Has only just begun……

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012

DANIEL IS THE SHIT

Time warp mentality
Imposed on our blind society
Blatant hypocrisy
Lunacy
Has finally conquered me
Daniel is the shit
Neon tourniquet
No worries sacred tribe
I’ll be back in just a bit
See you on the other side
Of this narcissistic ride
Purple lava
Magma
Spiritual fist fight
As day succumbs to night
I’m bleeding from my ears
Pent up frustration
Corporate castration
I’ve bit my tongue
Far too many years
Evil Babylon
Sadly reincarnated
Wall Street Bourgeoisie
Methodically
Choking the shit out of me
They set me up to fail
Sentenced me
To mortal fucking hell
Greed sanitarium
Excrement
With a gloss coat of platinum
Reality
Completely uncertain
As I venture without fear
Into a long, mystic tunnel
It’s inner peace I seek
For in the end
It’s all about release
Of strychnine demons
Commanding them to cease
And desist
With a defiant raised fist………..

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2012