AS TWO BECOME ONE

AS TWO BECOME ONE


Her beautiful body excites me
Her gentle soul intrigues me so
I long to taste sweet nectar
Of her deepest selfless essence
Bask in the dreamy glow
Mesmerizing warmth
Passions lambent flame
Walk beside her eternally
In reverent retrospect
Share the journey
However treacherous it may be
Loves symbolic metasis
Holy in its brilliance
Coalescent meld
As two become one
A most magnificent birth


Song of Solomon 1 (King James Version)
14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
15Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

NUCLEAR WINTER

NUCLEAR WINTER


Laughter slowly fades
Haunting rhapsody
Distant bay of jackal hordes
Disrupts this tranquil night
Topics of discussion
Around radioactive campfires
Invisible lifeline
Bristles with cosmic energy
Ever changing gales
Windswept face of dooms infection
Disaster area descendents
Folklore now authentic
Crisp retorts to complications
Laconic problem child
My heart bleeds for their welfare
Prudence fades in confusions cloak
Crunchy conifer ground cover
Crackles beneath bruised bare feet
Akin to broken bones
Crusty dream dusted eyes
Bleary from insomnias curse
Scattered urban sprawl
Chronology’s dizzy advancement
Prayers for restored prosperity
The cul-du sac
Now sterile
Pecuniary wasteland
Chilling tales of global war
Ethereal in nature
Kindness conquers hatreds snare
For those who seek His solace


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

THE CHILDREN RUN FOR COVER

THE CHILDREN RUN FOR COVER


Israeli warplanes rumble
All hell is breaking loose
Conflict escalating
Prophetic visions coming down
The fig tree spreads her branches
As desert venom threatens
Winding road to Damascus
Nuclear trump cards looming
The children run for cover
Hysterical mothers scream
Slice of life at ground zero
Bloody volatile dawn
No time to argue foreign affairs
The shakedown has begun
Wise men stand aside and let it all be
Interference futile
Supernal war of good and evil
No man can hinder divine decree
Conscious intimate reflection
Bewail while you still can
Your ears
Let them hear
Destiny advancing
Age of innocence
Now extinct
God’s holy stage is set


Mark 13:27-29 (King James Version)
King James Version (KJV)
Public Domain

27And then shall he send his angels, and shall gather together his elect from the four winds, from the uttermost part of the earth to the uttermost part of heaven.
28Now learn a parable of the fig tree; When her branch is yet tender, and putteth forth leaves, ye know that summer is near:
29So ye in like manner, when ye shall see these things come to pass, know that it is nigh, even at the doors.

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

END OF THE TRAIL

END OF THE TRAIL


Hollow eyes of ancient age
Blemished nonchalance
Motley dreams forsaken
Etched in facial quagmire fissures
Days of glory past
Celibate artificial intelligence
Beguiled hibernation
Haunts him in morose irony
Once so proud and vibrant
Mirthful super nova
Reduced to callow blackmail
Pacifistic plebeian
Impetus caustic tears
Moist with inorganic agony
Stash of hells inferno
Stokes his mental illness
He fumbles toward the sotto voce
Shattered ego’s terminal diagnosis
Swathe of mercurial resplendence
Sanitariums bondage
His hero has succumbed to fear
Heinous purgatory
Forever lost in chutzpah’s flux
Egotistic asphyxiation
No sawbones can redeem him now
His marbles
Lost in toto


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

FOR SYD

FOR SYD


Sketchy visionary
Acid damage psychosis
Reclusive gene of exclusive endowment
Eccentric gifted flair
Although we never met
I know you intimately
Together we watched Emily play
Beseeched the gates of dawn
Our demons
Pranced on common ground
Tripping to life’s inconsistencies
Sordid hallucinations
Fantastic world of black light freak
You crossed the river in defiance
My children kept me on the shore
Your cries for help
Unanswered
Your genius
So misunderstood
Sublime articulation
Sacred oath to complex individualism
Enigma avant-garde
Composer’s brilliant daydream
Forever torched in my mind
The voyeurs shall haunt you no longer
Rest now
Weary minstrel
Shine on


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

UNDEFILED

UNDEFILED


My shell shocked halo
Tattered
Bullet riddled
Twitters in the warm mantic breeze
Lessons learned from futile belligerence
Trial by holy fire
So much stronger now
Comfortable in my skin
No longer chasing shadows
Dancing in demonic soot
Divine intercession
Flowing through my brittle veins
One day at a time
Mantra of survivors widespread
Common bond of conquest
Forever joins our grateful spirits
Peace be with you always
My cherished family of friends
Our journey
Quite inspiring
Our bond
Undefiled


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

AESTHETIC VIRTUOSO

AESTHETIC VIRTUOSO



Screaming guitar solo
Stand on it talented one
Resonate strings bring chilling savor
True blue reverberation
Aesthetic virtuoso
Alive with quivering rage
Raw emotions surface
Acute melodic opus
Such passionate eruption
Unescorted soul
On fire with yearning candor
Electric current bristles
Along my spines contour
Feeling every note
As if written just for me
Music is my lover
So faithful through the years
Comforting asylum
Subliminal retreat
Deep lyrics live within me
Craving sweet parole
Orchestral gestation
Come join me lonely muse
Your chords cement my verse
Our art shall be eternal
Reality rock opera
Infatuations score
Our audience is waiting
My sensual loneliness
Grows profound


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

SURROGATE PASSION

SURROGATE PASSION


Surrogate passion
Selfish ignorance of my sacred vows
Safe in suburbia’s womb
Yet so discontent
Restless lamentation
Always seeking more
False solace in a bottle
Foolish gluttony of a sick husband
Simply unable to accept
Life’s precious abundance
Wired for self destruction
Alcoholic aneurism
Depressive dementia
Brutal lessons learned
Scholastic basket case
Plunged into the depths of hell
Suicidal basement
Looking back through the haze
My errors glaring salient
Gentle hand of God
Plucked me from the abyss
This day I am restored
Eternal contradistinction
Bursting with indebted love
Unconditional optimism
I wait for her in silence
Dear destined kindred rib
In forlorn anticipation
Critical need
Never to repeat my sins
Respect
Cherished satisfaction
Wed in blissful favor
In honor of His grace


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

SHIMMERING ENTROPY

SHIMMERING ENTROPY


Freshman whiz kids quest
Monarch of his capricious commonwealth
Befuddled contradictions
Bong hit visceral wisdom
Jell-O mold of shimmering entropy
He wobbles to and fro
Habitual adaptation
Unstable dovetail matrix
Banal dose of brusque subliminal tremors
Gelatinous root discord
Abruptly spawned combustion
Molten chain reaction
As ashes merge with blood
Altered states denouement
Once a tasty treat
Proud and filled with passion
Top shelf Bonne Bouche
Such a tearful twist of fate
Morbid tale of brutal self destruction
His highness lay in state
Trampled on the lunchroom floor


“You're the Emperor's new horse You don't smell like a rose So you take more drugs than me Specialize in being unhappy Like a moth into the flame Yeah, I've been burnt before Lets rub his ashes on my skin And someday we will win,
Being angry is your game Overdosing's part of fame So you read all this french symbolist poetry You don't even get it on the fucking BBC I don't really care no more Boring out the door I don't know what's true It don't affect you That's right damn lies above
In this time There are those who rob us blind
Bring on the new meat”


The Cult
1994 “Emperors New Horse”


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

BITTERSWEET CONCLUSION

BITTERSWEET CONCLUSION


Endless paths
Lead to similar conclusions
Often lost
Apparently programmed
Such strange embryonic wiring
Curiosity drives the lad
The elder expired long ago
I wonder if gestation
Fully developed to begin with
Moldy walls
Surround the sacred city
Heartbeat of musical thought
The sound check fell upon deaf ears
Frail naked emperor
Stands before his loyal subjects
Petals of the sweet narcissus
Strewn along symbolic skyways
Bittersweet conclusion
Our hero walks alone


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

DEAR LADY

In dreams you are beside me
Deep questions linger on
Will you receive me as I am
Embrace the man I’ll grow to be
Can you feel the essence
Of this poets soul
Childlike vulnerability
Awe surrounding me
Shall we walk together
Hand in hand as one
Dance upon the moonlit sand
Hold me as if I’ll break
Just because you want to
Kiss my lips so sweetly
Caress my aging brow
Ascend my lowest valleys
Traverse the highest peaks
Celebrate the simple joy of living
Feel my humble songs
Accept the fiery passion
Exploding deep within
Will you accompany me to the other side
In perfect harmony
Dear lady
Are you lonely
Searching for me still
I’ll wait for you in silent calm
My wife
Some day to come
Make me complete my love
I pray soon we shall meet


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

MIRACULOUS REPRIEVE

MIRACULOUS REPRIEVE



Visions of 10,000 dreams
Reduced to one brief ode
Romance calls
No one’s home
Depressions bitter epilogue
Pierce the veil of silent gloom
Cognitive false memory
Traumatic tale of tunnel vision
Barefaced scars transmit
Tears of penance flowing
Hatred stored in rotten wineskins
Stronghold from an astral plain
Misguided though sincere
Horrid demons manifest
In crevices of psychosis
Drowsy Thorazine shuffle
Doe eyed stare from a padded cell
Vitality dashed abruptly
Backwash of bewildered damnation
Those who come to grips with sin
Mental illness evinced
One way path to hell
Reversed in gleaming retrospect
Brilliant gush of peace
Spirit of truth deliverance
Miraculous reprieve
No doubt
Distinct absence of logical explanation
Origins of perfect grace
Life as God designed it
Borne on wings of hope


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

TENDER ROSE OF SHARON

TENDER ROSE OF SHARON



Broken light
Cascades the garden mist
Refractive effervescence
Prism from the morning dew
Ablaze in the sacred garden
Springs tangerine glow
Illustrious jeweled blossom
Soft Hibiscus petals
As delicate angel’s wings
Ruby throated humming birds
Surround her throne in reverence
Perfect Bride so fair
Amaranthine seduction
Earth Mother’s warm embrace
Fertile womb bears nectar sweet
Precious portal to life immaculate
Fruitful lady indeed
Her sublime buds ebullient
Sacred gift from God above
In honor of His glory
Stunning Rose of Sharon
How vivid is her beauty
Such pleasure she bestows
Symbolic
Majestic
Feminine
Grace exudes from her delicate fold
In timeless ceremony


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

HOLY INTERVENTION

HOLY INTERVENTION


Born an alter boy
Deliberate mutation
To selfish alter ego
My trip has been bizarre
Extreme guilt ridden passage
Binge extreme persona
Rampant imperfection
Squeamish nonfulfillment
Flawed in so many ways
Demonic nights of endless agitation
Gravity gone awry
My soul
A miserable black hole
Façade of fornication
Mind screw soaked in booze
The madman in the mirror
Demolished decimation
Quarantined paranoia
Manipulated by denial
Such viral defilement
Pronounced retrogression
To all who recognize this curse
There is but one solution
Holy intervention
Catharsis absolute
By grace our wounds are healed
Devastating deliverance
Dramatic reconstruction
Born a child once more
Blessed cradle of salvation
Amen


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

KARMA LANDING PAD

KARMA LANDING PAD






Unscheduled mayhem
Moth eaten memories
Still vibrant
In my analytical mind
Years of numb subsistence
Reclusive disengagement
Gentle preparation
For the role I play today
So precious and precise
Karma landing pad
Mission of His mercy
My purpose Per Diem
Grace superlative
Propellant plentiful
Loves gnarly logistics
Blueprint sui generis
Consumed by silent satisfaction
As my journey escalades


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

AGING WEATHERED DRIFTWOOD

AGING WEATHERED DRIFTWOOD


Across the foggy bay
Ancient lighthouse beckons
Through gale and harbor mist
Deathly still
Borrowed passage unknown
Treacherous rocked strewn current
Majestic presence looming
Just beyond the sacred reef
Lunacy lagoon
I flow
Aging weathered driftwood
Flotsam and jetsam
Tidal moonlit ebb
Reviewing my life’s story
Starry evenings wake
Boiling it all down
To bite sized metaphors
Select precious moments
Those that were worth a damn
My journey has been long
Self imposed cilice
Finally reaching the trade winds
No room for armchair critics
Misguided soothsayers
This trip I must make alone
Razors edge of life and death
It’s about true impact upon others
Positive contribution
Ionized exhortation
Constructing self esteem
Kind hearted empowerment
Depths of a brilliant smile
Cheerful eyes that penetrate
A lasting legacy of love
On the fringe is where I shall stay
Until my purpose here is served




© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

WINDOW PANE LOGIC

WINDOW PANE LOGIC


With heavy heart I brood
Where shall they hide?
Escape from savage assault
Innocence of youth
Pivotal infancy
Our children languish alone
Precocious ceremony
Kicked out of the nest
Mere bairns
Tripping to psychopathic quiver
Raging combatants with acne visage
Bored to desperation
Catechized by bogus recitation
Diabolic hokum
Of vampires dressed in Gucci couture
I remember through the fog
My days of window pane enlightenment
Passage into insight
Chemical escape to hallucination
Rebellious moratorium
My personal protest against conformity
I see familiar pain
In eyes of morose pubescence
Never to recover
Their cumbrance
Far too severe
Resolution
Comes with a hefty tab
Embrace the logic of aging eccentricities
Avoid the traps I survived
Focus on His truth
The ultimate astral communion



Job 7:13-15 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society

13 When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,
14 even then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15 so that I prefer strangling and death, rather than this body of mine.


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

GOODBYE TO A FRIEND

GOODBYE TO A FRIEND


Somehow you knew
It was time to move on
Gentle nudge from your keen intuition
Spiritual awakening perhaps
New horizons calling
I shall always remember
The magical gleam in your eyes
Copeland’s finest linens
Paled in your humble glow
Baptisms celebration
You held my hand in unity
Three hours passed in a blur
No recollection
Of what we ate that day
My how my head was spinning
Loves sacred rhythm
Pounding in my chest
War stories
Secrets bound by survival
We share a bond few have known
Your hair smelled so delicious
As I melted in your warm embrace
Romantic memories
Now dissolutions dirge
Haunting
Incessant
You travel with me still
I miss you dear soul mate
May your path always be enlightened
Your joy
Proliferate



“The sun is always in my eyes, It crashes through the windows, and I’m sleeping on the couch, When I came to visit you, That’s when I knew that I could never have you, I knew that before you did, Still I’m the one who’s stupidAnd there’s this burning, like there’s always been, I’ve never been so alone, and I’ve never been so alive.
Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by, the cigarette ash flies in your eyes, and you don’t mind, you smile, and say the world doesn’t fit with you.I don’t believe you, you’re so serene.Careening through the universe, your axis on a tilt, you’re guiltless and free,I hope you take a piece of me with you,And there’s things I’d like to do that you don’t believe in,I would like to build something, but you’d never see it happen”


©THIRD EYE BLIND “MOTORCYCLE DRIVE BY”


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

BLEAK INCARCERATION

BLEAK INCARCERATION


Distinct percolation
Gurgling sound effects
Ingurgitating calliope
I shall never forget the distortion
Clash of furious wet energy
Gallons of fermented grain
Pickled core of rotting mash
Bleak incarceration
Uncharted quicksand
Inward vortex
Water spout of liquid fury
Straight down in a tropical storm
Jaws of hell agape
Victims were abundant
Descending in a quaff of dismay
Water walled labyrinth
My life at times so onerous
Frustrations mortal hemorrhage
Tugging mercilessly
Forever seeking a chink in the armor
Seduction of isolated weakness
Lecherous vacuum cavity
Gripped my fleshly maw
Reminiscent of weightless vacuity
Soul excavation
Desperately I clung
The gentle hand of Christ
Plucked me from the anguished muck
To stray would be fatal
Discipleship grows more solitary
As elevation ascends
Frail human form
Increasing signs of dementia
Vulnerable corrosive atrophy
Side effects of loneliness
Gaping holes
Reduced to miniscule lesions
Gaze of future vision
Drunk on truths aurora
Blessings flow in gushing torrents
Saved this day for higher purpose
To share these alms with all


(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

PROOF OF CREDIBLE COVERAGE (A dark day in February)

PROOF OF CREDIBLE COVERAGE
(A dark day in February)


My, the degree of difficulty
To prove my medical permanence
Endless quest for credible coverage
Documentation
Piles of perused paperwork
Any pre-existing conditions Mr. Grimes?
Why yes, lovely Nurse Ratchet
My height
Is not proportionate to my weight
Black Jack Cherry Ice Cream
Replaces cheap vodka these days
I also suffer from ugliness
Otherwise
They tell me I’m afflicted
By Menieres incurable botheration
Quite relieved the frequent drop attacks
Vertigo recherché’
Was not evidence of a brain tumor
My head aches often
My esophagus collapses
Oh yes
I almost forgot
That nasty fractured ankle
Not bad for an aging miracle
Such time consuming officialism
Health Insurance melanoma
Red tape weariness sets in
Left untreated
I could become a detriment
To passive order agendas
$30.00 pills
$95.00 office visits
$20.00 co-pays
$2,000.00 MRI’s
Times two
With “contrast”
One without
Man
I must be one sick dude
Please don’t misunderstand me
I proudly pay my premiums
Grateful for my children’s well being
So thankful for catastrophic addendums
The day my stepson Michael
Horrendous car crash victim
Took that solemn helicopter ride
Forgive my pointed rant
Pressure valve of mounting frustration
I thank you my dear readers
For accompanying me on this journey
Peace be with you always
May your deductible
Gently lay low




© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

SACRED SUSTENANCE

SACRED SUSTENANCE


Prepare translucent children
Greet the rising sun of promise
Peeking playfully
From behind baronial skyscrapers
Take a giant leap from fantasy
Fools paradise
Welcome to the illusion of freedom
One can be homeless
In the lap of a million dollar home
This warped wicked world in which we dance
Insane insomnia
Predatory by nature
Indentured servitude
Survival of the groping blind
Forced are we
To hum along with the madness
Human basic needs
Must be maintained to a certain degree
The privileged
Far outnumbered by the bankrupt majority
Emancipation
Redemption
Thunders expeditiously
Draft of Angels wings
Our salvation draws nigh
Sauté it all down to simple béchamel:

FAITH
Belief in the unseen
God
Creator of heaven and earth
Requires much higher degrees of consciousness
Courage
Narrow path of persecution
So difficult to follow
In the blatant blitzkrieg of ignorance


“19 But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.”
“20 They also that render evil for good are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.”
Psalm 38: 19-20 (King James Version)


HOPE
Promise of eternal salvation
Peace
Serenity
We are never alone
Safe in the loving embrace of Christ
Key ingredient in this real world soup du jour


LOVE
“File”
Finishing touch of metamorphosis
Powerful anesthetic for the sting of misery
Binding gift
Borne on a bloody cross
Inherited gift of ultimate sacrifice
Fear not
Stand firm in the face of impiety
Behold
We feast on sacred sustenance


“31 But rather seek ye the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added to you”
“32 Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom”
“33 Sell that ye have, and give alms; provide yourselves bags which wax not old, a treasure in the heavens that faileth not, where no thief approacheth, neither moth corrupteth”

Luke 12:31-33 (King James Version)


Béchamel
N: milk thickened with a butter and flour roux [syn: white sauce, béchamel sauce]

Source: WordNet ® 2.0, © 2003 Princeton University


File (FEE-lay) powder is used as a seasoning and thickener in some gumbos. It is made from dried leaves of sassafras trees, and is available at larger supermarkets or specialty stores.
http://www.chefrick.com/html/gumbo.html


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

AND THEN THERE ARE THE DREAMS

Sunday, February 19, 2006


AND THEN THERE ARE THE DREAMS



My brain
Forty six years of pounding
Millions of dead cells
Drowned in cheap vodka
Suddenly altered
Strange change has besieged me
Still solid
Most quizzical
Swirling thoughts of pondered profundity
Somehow disconnected
From my brainstem to my fingers
Thoughts flowing in my mind
Appear in poetic gibberish
Blathering WORD document
SPELL-CHECK working overtime
And then there are the dreams
Wondrous
Amazing
Filled with symbolism
Haunted by dead relatives and friends
In stillness I wait
The significance of their meanings
Neurons misfiring
Electrical current interrupted
Gray matter grown limp
Whichever school you donate to
Something has gone terribly askew in my cerebellum
Trail of agonizing migraines
Lead the bloodhounds forward
Eternal state of unsteadiness
Vertiginous runaway train
Drunken gait of lightheadedness
Menieres blasted curse
Ever present
Five years of roommate status
Nausea moved in a year ago
Futile attempts to relay
Specific loss of control
Bombard it with pills
An occasional injection
Learn to live with it
Thus enters the perplexing deduction
Is this truly LIVING?
Not designed as a complaint
Merely a journal entry
Another adventure in the life of this wayward disciple
Dig this if you can
Dismiss it if you must
Feel me
It’s your human connection I desire the most
As we tumble through the void
May His peace be with you always


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

SPLINTER

SPLINTER



Angelic child
Perhaps age three
Breathtaking
Stunning natural curls
Long flowing locks
God’s finest creation
Such a gorgeous baby girl
Her uncanny resemblance
To a waiflike Sophia Loren
Sobbing drastically was she
Wailing at the top of her lungs
A nasty predicament indeed
Her tiny delicate finger
A splinter caused her grief
Unwelcome projectile
Lodged in her precious digit
Hardly my place to play Mommy
Dad is a hard enough gig
Instinctively
Feeling quite out of place
I reached for her
Cradled her distressed perfection
In my unworthy lap of loving embrace
Seeking only to solace her pain
I comforted her
As I plucked out the intrusive shard
Cooing softly
Like I did with my daughter Sarah
Soon the squalling ceased
Heaven blessed our magical bond
Trust was established in that moment
Between two anointed children
She nuzzled her cherub face
In the nape of my doting embrace
My heart exploded with adoration
As she cautiously shared her injured limb
She smelled like divine honeysuckle
As I gently kissed her wound
A brilliant smile soon returned
To this beautiful blessed darling
I believe her name is Madison
Her Mom gazed upon us approvingly
Subliminal appreciation
As they walked away in bliss
An instant I shall never forget
Man how I miss monogamy



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

IN THE END

IN THE END


Tilting axis
Mystical abraxas
Notions of brass pomposity
Windswept plains
Barren from upheavals gale
Nomadic trek
Years forty seven dotage
Reclusive at best
Lonely veering draught
Chants a haunting measure
And in the end
It matters not
Horded ruins of earthly treasure
Spiritual deposits
Cache of love transcending
Enduring legacy
I wish to leave behind
Immortal words of heartfelt salutation
Exceeding expectations
Vintage tears gone by
Bear fruits of jovial virtue


Matthew 7:19-21 (King James Version)
King James Version (KJV)
Public Domain

19Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.
20Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.
21Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

SULTRY FACE OF TIME

SULTRY FACE OF TIME


So many wonderful things
I long to do with my life
Altered so
Across the sultry face of time
Priorities
Once steeped in urgency
This day
Now adrift in placid redress
At peace with destiny
To be a good father to my children
A loving brother
Dedicated servant
Disciple to our precious Lord
Sufficient
Fulfilling
Absolute
Nagging loneliness
Selfish craving for betrothed bliss
Perhaps a gift hereafter
If it’s meant to be
Meanwhile
My mission is simplistic
To live His holy word
Forevermore



© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

EMPTY SINGULARITY

EMPTY SINGULARITY




Curl my toes dear lady
Moonstruck eyes of loneliness
Lethargic auricle
Pounds a doleful dirge
Gallantry still lives
Within this batty messenger
Dementia praecox
Delusions of connubial bliss
Schizophrenic poet
Unzipped by years of lunacy
I lay it all on the alter
Deranged as it may seem
Blemished infatuation
Withered aphrodisia
Squirming soul aflame
Rapid oxidation
Plethora of express tenderness
Coveted arbitration
Churlish trepidation
Perspicacity burgeons
Tender spouts of forethought
The dawn arrives in exaltation
Empty singularity
Yearning for consummation
My essence screams for her


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

ONCE I WAS AN ANTICHRIST

ONCE I WAS AN ANTICHRIST



June 6th, 2006
Reflections concentrated
Sepulchral realization
Symbolic embolism
Guttural abomination
Once I was an antichrist
Mighty struggle ascendant
Against the very nature
Of Jesus Christ the King
Evil gripped my tortured soul
Egocentric mind games
Hypnotic trip of doom
Failure monumental
Addicted to selfish narcissism
Forthright
Fearless misadventure
Magnitude beyond Richter
Indwelled by Satan’s sidekicks
Wretchedness
My only friend
The man-child in the mirror
Miserable mongrel indeed
One brilliant stroke
All darkness cleared
My Savior crushed the thrall
Dismissed the demon seeds
Grace bestowed infinitude
Holy alteration
This day I write in triumph
Sheer joy to be alive
Breathing proof of answered prayer
Orison seraphic
His praise I sing vociferously
Selah

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

BROKEN MAN (DEDICATED TO THE MAN I ONCE WAS)

BROKEN MAN


Hollow eyes of age
Bloodshot trail of second chances
Window to his flagging soul
Ashen evanescence
Forsaken dreams
Etched in quagmire fissures
His ghastly ancient face
No longer recognizable
To those who deem him dearly
Days of glory past
Mystic morose irony
Once so proud and vibrant
This day
Cowering
Chapfallen
Fractured
Reduced to a fragile shard
Caustic trail of tears
Moist with acrid agony
He longs for noble death
A warrior’s funeral pyre
Inanimately suspended
In acrimonious purgatory
Hells inferno
Stoked by mental illness
Shattered egos terminal diagnosis
Have mercy on this knurled rolling stone
Seeking peace
In all the wrong places


© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006

ADDISON

ADDISON


His name means “Son of Adam”
Young Addison LaGrange
Tender age of innocence
Four years old and gun-shy
OH PLEASE TELL ME WHY?
The slapping sound of his Father’s belt
Ripping through his trouser loops
Sends chilling lightning shivers
Down his fledgling puerile spine
Sheer terror
Rules his warped universe
Forced into senility
Woe far beyond his birthright
He wets the filthy bed
Uncontrollable restless psychosis
A sad excuse for more abuse
Mere babes should suffer naught
Scarred mental chasm deepens
Bloody welts
Dot his tiny crown
Divots of silken chestnut hair
Ripped mercilessly from his head
Untimely drunken rage
Massive purple bruises
Disfigurement from the mauls
Create disturbing childhood memories
Nightmares indescribable
Shrill screams of trepidation
Haunt the cramped three room flat
No time for wishful thinking
When a demons at the door
God bless this precious boy
May mighty angels from Heaven
Smother him with peace
Justice shall surely befall the horrid sleaze ball
Who walks the streets of hell
I cannot look away
Ignore this troubling trend
We all must say NO MORE
Defend the weaker souls
Please let it start with me
And thee my humble friends
Our children are treasured gifts
May no man bring them harm
AMEN



Psalm 45:15-17 (King James Version)
King James Version (KJV)
Public Domain

15With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king's palace.
16Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.
17I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006