ALL THINGS VIBRANT

Frosty sunset
Nuclear spring
The crux of all things vibrant
Sway freely in the ebony zephyr
For it is written children
Rumors of war surround us
Strange signs in the heavens
Shall stir our wayward souls
When our deeds are said and done
In the mirror we stand alone
Such pretty painted faces
Mask our gut wrenching fear
Good news if you dare to seek Him
The Christ…..the only way
Enough said from this aging word man
I believe in love
Digest this as you must
And may we all find His peace

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

SONG ABOUT A NIGHTMARE

She admires her well groomed cuticles
He swims in pharmaceuticals
Stroking through the bull shit
Pretending to be content with it
Three times the dose
Close to comatose
Osmosis from the crowd
Screaming zeal out loud
Writhing to the band
As if they truly understand
Dreams of glory pale
Reality exhales
Clinging to such hopeful thoughts
Deep inside
Quite distraught
It doesn’t matter why
Damn sure doesn’t matter who
If they only knew
How this story ends…………

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

ZIPPED LUNACY

We go where we must
We trust who we trust
In the end my friend
It’s so hard to adjust
To changing faces
Scary places
Nomadic journey inward
As Gods love replaces
I sleep in precious increments
Wired for 18 hour days
Once I ran the corporate race
Now I smell the roses
Not a lot you can take from me
Paltry fiat paper
Years of zipped lunacy
Painful human stress
Visions of sweet heaven
I’ve lived and loved quite fiercely
Full tilt
No regrets
Not worried bout the future
Serene point of view
Life on the fringe
Sentimental years
Bittersweet romances
Excruciating tears
Silky smooth caress
Emotional morose
Social comatose
Mask of false obeisance
For those who churn the most

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

JOE CAIN STUMBLE

Two sheets
Or was it three my friend?
Flopping in the wind
Cold Duck adventures
So many moons ago
Mardi Gras revelry
The Joe Cain stumble
An occasional rumble
Frisbee flying high
Impromptu football games
Municipal Park magic
Beautiful times
Precious
Reminiscent
Brilliant glow of youth
Eight track tapes
Pressed vinyl current
Still flowing through my aging veins
A single tear of thanks
I shall remember always
Such transcendental days

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

KARINA

Karina
Pure as virgin snow
Pristine
Artistic
Genuine
Delicious music flowing
Through her very being
Delicate soul
Loving angel muse
Sheer blessings bathe
All who cross her path
My gratitude eternal
He has graced my life with her smile
Words of soothing peace
Sensitive release

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

SIX DAY WAR

Says I to the EU
Just who the hell are you?
What are you trying to do?
Strong arming the mighty Jews
Arrogance
Does not dismiss
Such fatal poor judgment
Jerusalem
Holy City since time began
Simply not for sale
Never was you see
God’s precious jewel
Satan’s jackal fools
So Zion builds a condo
On your conquered land
Your bleeding heart
Dripping from your hand
Never to forget
Back in 67
It only took six days
You started it anyway
As David capped Goliath
You toy with ruination
Nuclear obliteration
Beware all who dare
To toy with prophecy
Mid east destiny
Best say your prayers tonight
So futile is your fight
Bombing raids
Stupidity
Warped Jihad parade
Your hero waits
Mysterious Magog
Symbolic Mahdi
Their greed set on plunder
Monumental blunder
As angels bring the thunder
Iran
Syria’s lost blow hard
Shall look away in fear
As Damascus crumbles
They train in Taliban
Such a waste of blood
Mother’s sons
Precious ones
In any creed or tongue
Love is the way
It’s not too late
To avoid your stark dismay
Approaching judgment day
For Holy is His peace
Free for the asking
No bloodshed required
I pray your eyes shall open
Before they close for good

1 "The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap."

Isaiah 17:1 King James Version

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

CLEVER ANTICS

Fads
They always run their course
Compliance
Certainly not required
How naive
We sometimes can be
High velocity
Nobody rides for free
Hey Man
Where did you get that brilliant smile?
Abs of freak complexity?
Well insured
Life of revelry
I have no choice but to chuckle
My guilt as one of the herd
Especially
When my child’s demographics
Targeted by such clever antics
Yet another
Pokémon Epic
So it is
In 2010
Rush Overture
Not so distant after all

"We have assumed control"

"We have assumed control"

"We have assumed control"

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

WHATEVER

The chameleon tale of me
My life’s wayward story
Scribbled on scraps of paper blood
Sinister forces
Lurk behind Obsidian walls of truth
Ever closing in
Sucking air from this lonely room
Bloodshot trails
Failed romances
Futile second chances
I chuckle at the “experts”
Who banter about “Clinical Depression”
My strange but loyal lover
Man made term of hype
I know her as the blues
I’ve always felt her pain
Like standing in the melancholy rain
Whatever……
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

ISRAEL RAMBLE (A song about destiny)

2am
I’m wide awake
Waiting for the news to break
Israel blasts the infidels
Damascus blown straight to hell

Skeptics rally
Babies cry
Teardrops well in old men’s eyes

Spinning tales of right and wrong
Explosive tempers
Faces
Long

The Who
Rocks the Super Bowl
Holding on to fame
Ripping just the same

Wish I were a rainbow
GPS to gold
Wish I played guitar
Wish my feet weren’t cold

Wish she felt my fondness
Focused on embrace
Wish my deepest thoughts
Were etched upon my face

I dreamed I was a poet
Words of bleeding prose
Spitting piercing truth
No matter where it flows

I can’t control the future
I wouldn’t if I could
Holy hands
They guide me
Completely understood



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

DEFIANCE

Thumbs up
Then slowly pointed inward
Rough day symptoms
Life long dilemma

Twisted incarnation
Writhing in the breeze
Some call it manic
Me
I call it real

Chronic pain
Abundant
My diabolic friend
No need to pretend
With me till the end

Bright city lights
Beacon of disaster
Haunting things to come
Blues
A point of view

Highs
Conquer lows
Acceptance softens blows
Not everybody knows
How to deal with the mirror

I smile in defiance
As I always have
To sleep would be a dream
Yes
Pun intended……….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

PAUL

Some things
We mere mortals
Aren’t meant to understand
Like the bitter sting of death
Suicidal breath
Depression
Darkest demons
Dancing all around us
Human pain transcends
As evil tramples life
Addiction is a bitch my friends
I know this monster well
One cannot fathom hopelessness
Until we have survived it
The art of life is love
Brotherhood
Random acts of kindness
Grace from God above
We only need to LOVE…….
Support one another
Smile
And very often
The true meaning of our quest
I celebrate my Brother
A kind, artistic man
Filled with love to give
So quick to forgive
No more torment Paul
It’s all behind you now
I miss you
But rejoice
As you hear the angel’s voice
See you on the other side
You live within my heart
We’ll meet again someday
When its time…….

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

An old post from 2005.......it seems appropriate to share it again now.........

MERRY CHRISTMAS




“And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that the world should be taxed”
This was the social climate in ancient Nazareth preceding the birth of Jesus Christ
I find the timing of this mandate fascinating
Global taxation by force
As our Lord and Savior was born
Today
The United Nations aggressively seeks to impose a similar global tax
“Millennium Declaration”
Sweeping list of One World objectives
To be achieved by 2015
Coincidence?
None in God’s creation
Revival of the Roman Empire?
So many similarities accompany the quest for New World Order
“For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord”
As Christmas Day approaches in the year 2005
I cringe at the mockery surrounding this blessed event
Commercialism
Greed
Censure
Thankful Christians
Forbidden to mention His Holy name!
Biblical scholars may disagree on the exact date in history
Myself,
I celebrate Him EVERYDAY
I praise His saving grace
Salvation given so freely
My message to you all
As this society rapidly deteriorates
MERRY CHRISTMAS
HE LIVES
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men”


Luke Chapter 2


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005

SENTIMENTAL THOUGHTS

Raw emotion
Lost in the shuffle
Wasted on a fleeting glimpse
Not looking for approval
Fifty years along
The irony
Only makes me smile
First day of November
Never dreamed I’d live this long
Nor did I wish to
I ponder sentimental thoughts
Restless innocence
Mortality
Sub consciousness
It all boils down to faith
Trusting intuition
Aging peace of mind
Jung wrote on colored parchment
Red “Liber Novus”
Mans search for himself
My soul
Never owned by me alone
On loan from God above
A child of His precious love
All guesswork is removed
No psychotherapy needed
Satisfied
I carry on
Following the light…….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

GENIUS

Tenacious Alvin Lee
Distorted facial joy
Ripping red guitar
“Hey Joe” rendition
“I’m going home”
One of Woodstock’s finest hours
Quirky Frank Zappa
His dental floss empire in Montana
Mass hallucinogens
Set the foggy……..trippy tone
Such timeless tunes
Rose above the chemical blitzkrieg
Forty years have past
My body
Still erupts in rhythmic palsy
Lightning bolts still dance along my spine
My how I admire genius
Haunts me to this day
Magic moments in time
Bent
Warped
Elongated
My life
An open book
Quite predictable
For those who care to take a look
I rock
Therefore I am
Always have says Billy Ray
Live to play another day
Survival of the boredom
Share the art with all………


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

HE CARED

To bow out gracefully
On second thought
Maybe not
Who really gives a fuck?
Middle aged romantic
Could care less about luck
Riding winds of change
Path of least resistance
Chronic third degree
Watching in amusement
At times
Stark bewilderment
Chronic pain
Albatross indeed
Glowing midnight sun
Screams she is the one
Deepest depths within him
Speechless
He knows better
“She”
Has gone away
No longer wants to play
Social pantomime
Frustrating epilogue
For what it’s worth
He cared
Before his soul lay bare
No fire in her eyes
No substance to her lies
Only sad goodbyes
White empty coffin
Prepared for circumstance
All he wants to do is dance……


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

SHELTER

The Stones in 75
Jamming about shelter
Social heat
Began to swelter
A tad bit shy
Of Helter Skelter
High School daze
Chills along my spine
As I relive them on YouTube
Pam’s satin hand
Gently clasped in mine
Feeling fine
Permanent friends
Never to forget
The years have blistered by
Children having children
Concept we call life
Void of obvious strife
It snuck in through the back door
I’ll die a happy man
Knowing it was all a dream
Come true………


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

STUFF

Spatial verve
Social disadvantage
Harbinger of joy
Drives his latest toy
Stuff
Can be replaced
No price tag on extortion
To focus on reprieve
So hard to achieve
Legions roam
Bewildered
Shuffling abroad
Begrudgingly applaud
Those who persevere
Epitome of cool
A calculated risk
Lingering kiss
The crux
Of pleasantry


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

MAGNIFICENT FLIGHT

Lazy Sunday evening
October 2009
Days of 100 proof
Overkill indeed
So grateful they’re behind me now
Extreme behavior
Trademark of rebellion
Deftly woven
Throughout my DNA
Microscope of truth
Glaring irony
I lived to tell about
Blessings
God’s grand reprieve
Stage set for a showdown
Conscious
Versus ego
The outcome
Preordained
Holy destiny
Not hard to understand
Grace
Effortless gift
Void of mortal pride
I drift
Subtle revelations
Journey to His light
Magnificent flight


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

PSYCHO DRAMA

Onset of delusion
Roadmap to insanity
Mighty hill to conquer
For those who see beyond
Life is but a play
Not meant for understanding
Far from picket fences
Three car garages
Elementary rite
Words of ascension
Baby steps required
Aging Narcissism
Replaced by quiet calm
Silent chuckle
Deep inside my soul
I watch with amusement
Follow faithfully
Gradual progress
Satisfaction
Slow
But sweet
Poetic legacy
Blueprint of my trip
My world
Revolves around His grace
As it should be



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

NATURAL PROGRESSION (A song of hope)

At times
I feel I’ll buckle
Crumple under crushing loneliness
Misery
Choice of vast proportion
Controlled by my attitude
Blessed with friends aplenty
Strength
Pipeline from divine energy
Hardly worthy
But grateful nonetheless
Distinct rhythm
Flows within my soul
As I’m growing old
This battle
Always takes its toll
But pales
Beside my past mistakes
Harmony I seek
Arrives in increments
Precious sentiments
Warm thoughts
Natural progression
Life as it comes
Love
From the strangest circumstances
New horizon
Clear focus on the prize
Inner peace
Compassionate release
As His light grows ever closer
Sweet emancipation
Approaching rapidly
“I AM the way” said He
Good enough for me


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

THE WHY

To ponder consciousness
Altered states
Dreamscape reality
The why
Far outweighs the when
How it all began
Self discipline
Hardly a prerequisite
Merely lubrication
Mental strain prescription
Life
Lived in increments
One day at a time
The only way for me
Weary eyes
Suddenly
Begin to see


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

WISDOM

Fame
Fortune
Lame proportions
Reality
So often fails to mirror
Buried fantasy
Seeing things
Not as they appear to be
But as they really are……


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

I SHOULD

Alarm clock screams
Startled from a pleasant dream
I urinate
Procrastinate
Ponder why I never question fate
Coffee brewing
Smelling good
Suddenly I realize
Those risks I dare not take
I should….
Life is short amigo
This earthly one at least
His love
True bread of life
Passion
Soulful yeast
The ultimate release……..


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

A TICK PAST REGRETFUL

Time must pass
This I know
I don’t care about its passage
Never have my friends
Most likely
I never will
Still
Boredom is my nemesis
Conceptual disillusion
Inconsequential factors
Beyond the ambience
A tick past regretful
Seems so intrusive
For I have no fear of death
Nor Satan’s kicking breath
It’s me I battle daily
Clinging to ghosts of yesterday
Reality
Melancholy passion play
No room for loss of balance
Perched atop a razor blade of chance
I sleep in increments
Dream so vividly
Foster deep thoughts of romance
Practice acts of kindness
Sincerity
The key
Deepest part of me
So it shall be…….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

SONG FOR LINDA

I wrote this song for you
Although I must have dreamed you
Still I am amazed
You have no eyes
For me to analyze
Perhaps a shade of blue

A tale of you and me
Delicious fantasy
Yet saturated
With uncertainty

True love is worth the fight
On this lonely autumn night
Forever
A long…. long time……

Is my soul prepared?
For the sacrifice required
Are you sincere?
The ONE that I desire?

Unconscious suffering
Intellectual bleed
Hope within my brain
Why are you my need?

Experiment in pain
Attraction surreal
Inadvertent mind games
Such rhythm…
Still I feel

Wishing things were different
Somehow…
Things shall all work out
Yet knowing better Linda
My mind floods with doubt


Don’t toy with me dear lady
Coax me down a path that leads to nowhere
For I’m a dreamer too
Much farther gone than you

Fate
A bitch indeed
When it offers no completion
Whether chemical distraction
Or simply mental illness
Screaming for reaction

Closure is an open door
Despite the social dance
Courage to step through it
One never truly knows
If it’s our last chance…….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

VANITY IS A CURSE

Astute observations
Life as I perceive it
Matters not
To those who don’t believe
It simply touches me
In ways I’ll never fully comprehend
To deeply connect
The focus of my journey
Money
Fame
Social fixation
Has never meant a shit
Vanity is a curse
False pretense
Only fools graze in such pastures
Secrets are a cancer
Deceit
So much worse
Honesty
The toughest road in life
Regardless of consequence
Forsaking public opinion
The only true path to freedom
So be it…..

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

MY WISH FOR YOU

I pray you find him Mel
The man who adores you
As I always have
Gazes upon you
When you aren’t looking
As if you will break
Fondly nestled
His hands upon your belly
Pulls you so close to him
Just to feel you breathing peacefully
Fascinated
So deeply in love with your spirit
So attracted to your soft and supple touch
Enamored by your tender sweet lips
Genuinely satisfied
To simply BE
Forever by your side………

SACRED ASYLUM (A song about futility)

Lately
My cell phone by my bed
Despite my aching head
Just in case you call
Like so many times before
My throbbing skull
Cannot comprehend
The stark reality
That you never will
Fear is a demon
I’m as sick as my secrets
Today I conquered fear
Your demon flees me now
I’m done with false hope
Definitely
At the end of my rope
Such passionate poetry
Flowing words of depth
Bouncing off indifference
Wasted on hypocrisy
How foolish of me girl
What the hell was I thinking?
As if I were drinking
But far too late to sober up
Dancing in the moonlight
Dreaming by the fire
Humanity
So selfish
Driven by desire
It’s not about the money
Success
No power trips
My soul seeks completion
I need a safe place to hide
Sacred asylum
Void of plasticity
Futility
Pantomime humility
No coincidence my friend
That vain
Rhymes with pain…….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

SECOND CHANCES

Pieces of you
Pieces of me
Possibly a “we”
Joined by common interests
Forced separation
Crossroads are traumatic
At times
A perfect meld
So much wasted passion
Far too many lost second chances
Focus on sincerity
Slowly crush the fear
Keeping love so near

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009

WOODSTOCK

My soul
Still adolescent
My body
Aging rapidly
My spirit
Free
When I allow it to be
Unencumbered
Still seeking harmony
Quite simply
I’m amazed
Living preordained destiny
Despite my numbered days
Woodstock
Forty years along
Much more than an event
To me
A burning bush
It taught me to express
My deepest true essence
To seek my music muse
Artistic creativity
Social disengagement
“Establishment” distrusts
Lore of vain protest
Chills still dance along my spine
When Hendrix serenades
When Janis cries the blues
When Alvin Lee
Rips “I’m going home”
Call it what you wish my friends
Agree
Or dismiss
Three days of peace and music
August 1969
Forever changed my being
Set my heart afire
And never forget
Stay away from the brown acid
Peace…….



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009