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

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