REFLECTIONS OF A WORD MAN

Societies rise and fall
A curtain call
Toast to things that might have been
Touch and go relationships
We kill each other with ease
Fast food disease
Adventures with our CIA
The rules have changed
As we blindly play
True soul connections
A rarity indeed
My aging mind
Drifts to the days of “Cosmic Debris”
Frank Zappa’s wisdom
“Is that a real poncho or a Sears’s poncho?”
Life was so simple then
Andy Warhol’s astral plane
Edie’s tragedy
Best friends with Mary Jane
Chemical vortex
I can’t say I miss this era
In fact, I barely remember
Holding out for my lifeline
I’ve had myself a good time
Made so many blunders along the way
And live to smile another day
Such is survival
In the year 2010
Possibly the end
Or a sign to do it all again

“Cosmic Debris” lyrics by Frank Zappa © 1974

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

SEARCHING

Seductive ways
And power plays
Life goes on
Yet another day
I really should slow down my speeding brain
Synapse firing snippets
Bombard me constantly
But this I know dear reader
Bored as hell I’ll be
Without the search for perfect symmetry
Flaccid feeling
Change of heart
Shattered essence
Faded art
Light years apart
I still cherish beauty
Art
Higher consciousness
May I never lose this gift
In today’s spiritual drift

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

ERIN

Her exuberance
Quite inspiring
As she shares her Godly gift
Alas Bill she says
“I may drown in Gods holy splendor”
Every glimpse a post card
Every breathtaking moment
A crafted miracle
She ponders how I know her
I was born to give her hope
Help guide her through minefields of earthly ego
Her pain
Strummed by insensitive fingers
Plucking her heart like a string
Still she overcomes
Despite the shards of broken glass
Shattered soul infection
That permeates her loving heart
A victim of narcissistic greed
She deserves so much better
As she slowly journey’s upward
Her crystal eyes
Firmly focused on the light
Intimate emotion
Such a beautiful thing
So often we withdraw from the flame
Recoil as the bang of life erupts
My how I admire her tenacity
Courage
Artistic intelligence
May she always find sheer joy
Peace beyond her wildest dreams
My tender cherished friend

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

VANITY (A song about Gods Grace)

Living life is Rehab
Not a TV Show
Holy buzz addiction
Its own subtle high
Lately I have noticed
My dreams of death aren’t nightmares
Yet the sweetest dreams of all
Deepest questions answered
Spiritual release
For I have finally found true peace
Not always satisfaction
But genuine serenity
As my body grows old
My many years of fleeing
Gods loving grace
Arrogantly trying
To control my destiny
Now I am free
Vanity
The root of my unhappiness
Today I drift unfettered
His holy tide engulfs me
The good times and the bad ones
They are all now good to me
I pen this song to share
My gratitude to Christ
Such wisdom and love gained
As I follow Him each day
He is the only way………

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

LOVE LIVES AT OUR HOUSE

To my beloved children, my family, countless loved ones, cherished friends, admired and trusted colleagues, and all who call me friend…….I have been writing this piece for several years. Tonight I am meant to give it life and share with you all. It will be published after I share a copy with you all. Please do not read any negativity or darkness into these words. God gave me every one of these thoughtful, deeply pondered, and well crafted words to share with you at this very moment in time. He is the Master……..I am but the servant…………Take from this what you need and pass it on……I love and revere you all……and I always will………..

Some say I am a word man
Then a word man I shall be
I am also my Mother’s son
My Father’s pride and joy
His sacred reason to be
Now I understand
The sacrifice
The love
Generations bring it
Pristine, radiant, and new
And blessed from God above
I tried my hand at husband
Failed twice….and quite miserably
My life is for my children
Now MY reason to be
My world belongs to you
Sarah, Will, Jordan, Mike, and young Tripp
I love you with all I have
And I always will
I long to be a good Brother
To my Sister’s Lisa and Les
Good kindred to my kin
My love for you is endless
And where I leave off…..
You shall continue or begin………
To live to be a thousand years
Is just a day to me
My work here…
Temporary
To leave a legacy
Life is a celebration
As with deathly urns
Filled with many twisting turns
Eyes firmly on His light
Shall soothe the many wrong turns
(My Children and beloved Nephews and Cousins….this is especially for you)
Songs don’t always have to rhyme
Some words simply must be said
So say them children
And yes…..you grown ones……SAY THEM!
Then carry on your way and make your mark
With them safely out of your head
Gods precious thoughts don’t belong stuck in our heads
They are meant for all His children
Resulting in beautiful art as God has destined you (us) all to share……..
This humble gift I leave you now
Is from my grateful heart to yours
Should it be my last this round
There shall be many more to come
From God’s green earth or upon Heavens shore

I love you all more than I could ever possibly show you. This gift I pray endures many generations to come……….give them a taste of what this age 51 and quirky man-child is all about……

Always,

Bill Grimes Jr. 2010 (C)

LOVE

You have it
You give it
Soon you love it
As you live it……….

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

SHORT SONG ABOUT THE COST

Ever dreamed you’d wake up late
Cheating fate
Grew beyond the urge to wait
Freedom
Sweet freedom
Such a high price now
We all know the secret how
To toss it all behind us
Bum head rush
Not knowing precisely who to trust
Honesty
A must
For such a lengthy run
Time has only just begun
Our eyes
Firmly focused
On The Holy One

© Bill Grimes Jr.

TALL

We seek what never was
Pure intensity
Dense poor judgment
Along the trail we failed
To focus on the light
Darkness siren call
Tempting us to fall
Sweet perfume of truth
Eden flowers bloom
The journey in our head
Whispers to the dead
To see with eyelids shut
Finely tuned sense of touch
Secret to it all
Simple role of faith
Forsake the urge to crawl
Stand divinely tall
Only by His GRACE……….


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

IT NEVER REALLY WAS (A song about the times)

Glass and steel
Fortress built on tensile will
Train’s a coming
Hell to pay
Can’t put it off another day
Gaza looming
It’s going down
Such buoyant smack
She’s lost her crown
Freedom is as freedom does
Without peace
It really never was
Still I dig it
Yes I see
Hope found in humility

(Once there was a way
To see beyond the gloom (CHORUS)
Now the haze of fear
As shadows bring the doom)

Good luck mindless droids
For it is written
You shall need it
Supernatural victory
Media
It bleeds it
Hunks of fiery metal
Plucked from the darkened sky
By His mighty angels
Magog crash and burn
Some shall never learn
Pilgrims seeking Daniel
His Book of prophecy
There for our comfort
Joy and misery
Mighty mushroom clouds
Damascus lay in ruin
With the poets I shall share
Task of my lifetime
Historic chance to spit the truth
To a fearful worldwide audience
Let the show begin……..

© Bill Grimes Jr 2010

TINY SPARROW

Tiny Sparrow
Gently perched
Upon razor wire
Complicated anarchy
Such power lurks within
Fortress prison walls
Freedom
Comes at a price my friend
Be it service to our country
Or payment of a errant debt
To give the devil his due
So easy to be trapped
Sucked into this evil vortex
Only one way out
Flight from angel’s wings
Holy gift from God above
Ordained in reverent love
And found upon humble knees
Amen

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

BORROWED STAGE

Legacy of literary prowess
As good as my last verb
So few have the nerve
Drifting on a sea of public scrutiny
Your thoughts
Burn inside me deeply
Blasting through my minds sarcastic wit
Words
They flow so easily
Almost criminal
Often cynical
Aiming for subliminal
I’d like it if you dig it
However
It’s not my pointed purpose
Merely spitting truth
Trail of good intentions
On this borrowed stage

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

UNTITLED

Decommissioned flower
She charges by the hour
A whiff of her perfume
No innocence presumed

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

Aphrodisiac

Stout French Roast
Freshly ground
Distinct gurgling sound
Pungent aphrodisiac
Fills the morning air
Breakfast of a warrior
Riddled with despair
Time has wasted memory
Chemicals leave a blank and bloody trail
As if I were for sale
One foot planted firmly in hell
May 19th, 2010
Washington DC
Early evening flight
Above the mighty Pentagon
From the air it looks so harmless
Unassuming
Cunning lair
Fierce power lurks inside
In terrifying potions
She wonders why he broods
Portrays such melancholy gloom
Staring at the ultimate war room
Black light in a darkened chamber
He has no intentions
Of tipping his mental hand
Dear Father…..
Is help coming soon?
For I grow weak and weary
As I herald your triumphant return…..

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

DEEDS

A participle dangles
A verb
Screams in pain
Zero absolution
It’s driving me insane
You smile
As if you truly understand
Yet not a single clue
Have you?
It’s not about the words you say
Instead
The deeds you do……..

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010

BALANCE

It’s all about balance
The fine art of dancing on a razors edge
It’s not about winning or losing
It’s about simply being
For I lose
The moment she believes
That I have won.....

(C) Bill Grimes Jr.

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