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Bill Grimes Jr.
http://billgrimesjr.purpledream.com
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March Snowflakes
05/15/05.
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The snowflakes fall silently
Unheralded
Like frozen shards of clouds
Harboring secrets of the heavens
Mute
Nimble
Obscure
Chameleon face
From brilliant white
To dingy achromatic
Their fleeting moment of fame
Melts wistfully
And without ceremony
Once breathtaking
Now a distant memory
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Concept Of Sway
01/01/07 |
Primrose curtains
Drawn in silent mourning
Death of my own pomposity
Funeral dirge bemoans
Extinguished flame
Once so fiercely effulgent
Eternal concept of sway
Delicate balance of all living things
Finely tuned to veiled harmony
Disturbed by the slightest flutter
It remains unclear to me
Mysterious happenstance
Gifts of serendipity
Woe beyond belief
Acceptance is my amulet
Faith in things unseen
Passion for deliverance
Unrestricted stasis
Basal bedrock of hope
Communal acknowledgement
Words of gracious praise
From this unworthy pupil
To Him who made me whole
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She Speaks Of Sunshine
01/15/07 |
January 3rd, 2007
Life as we knew it
Changed that blessed day
Her lips met mine in cautious adulation
Fresh intoxication
Dripping honey
Nectar sweet
Her impact
Bathes me in delight
Exotic bliss
Consumes our very essence
Full moon spotlight
Healing incandescence
Slow dance in the parking lot
Soothing soul narcotic
Fiery hazel eyes
Twinkle with excitement
Hypnotic captivation
Her scent still lingers on my coat
Holy gift of inspiration
Completion to this complex disposition
Man-child vision
Eternal matrimony
Angels sing in glee
Deepest love
Conceived this hallowed eve
She speaks of sunshine
Deep
Profound
Remarkable genesis
Breaking down the devil's doors
Together we shall fly
Thank you Holy Father
Your answer to my prayers
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State Of The New Ago Church
02/01/07. |
Emphatic disillusion
Persistent Gnostic blather
Uninformed suckers
Lacking faithful vision
The times
Come as rapid fire
Social disintegration
Moral degradation
State of perpetual confusion
Borne on blind illusion
Cattle march to slaughter
Brown eyed innocence
One way ticket to ”cow college”
Misled to the bloody end
My humble prayers
Sincere
Compassionate
For those who suffer in silence
Balls of steel
Now rusted
The herd parade
Mired in disarray
Spiritual snipe hunt
Betrayed by greedy hucksters
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Cherokee Nation
03/07/07 |
Creek campfire legend
Speaks of the fierce “Chelokee”
“People of a different speech”
The noble Cherokee
Southern Appalachia
Tranquil home
Before the white mans oppression
Vastly powerful tribe
Peaceful co-existence
European expeditions
Organized elimination
Besieged their mountain habitat
Red Chiefs War Dance
Fought “civilized privileged treatment”
Priests became warriors
Then hunters for a profit
Shaky British alliance
Inter-nation treachery
1721
Treaty of deceit
Regulated trade
Smallpox devastation
Virginia massacre
No cover for their dead
Bitter “Trail of Tears”
At the hand of frontier militias
Forced indignant retreat
Decimated homeland
“Dawes Commission”, 1885
Ill informed attempt at civility
Oklahoma’s arrival
Tragic chain of events
Once proud Cherokee Nation
Forever dissolved
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I Feel
04/04/07 |
I've heard the talk
Water cooler gossip
Destiny manifest
“It was meant to be” they say
Partially true dear brethren
Yet barely scratching the surface
Amusing anecdote
To this aging word man-child
Blinding revelation
Has melted crusted eyelids
Truth is paramount
Raw
Pointed reality
No mistakes in God's master plan
Human interaction
Varies by degrees
Sincerity
To cordial acceptance
Obligatory part of loving all
Delicious wonder
Floods my sensitive soul
I feel
Rather than see
Only divine presence
Could transform a hardened heart as mine
To those who call me friend
You know me without question
Future companions
Be patient with my quirky ways
Radioactive humility
This wicked world
Has never been my home
A glorious mansion waits
Prepared by gentle nail scarred hands
Come with me
I will show you
Eternal trip to magnificence
Has only just begun
SELAH
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Mystic Winds
06/08/07 |
Vision Elder
Speaks of peaceful passing
Undaunted
Shaman child
Borne on mystic winds
Loves enduring gift
Stunning Chippewa maiden
Lays down her hair
Dancing candle lumen
Enjoined breath spirit
From a gentle kiss
Sacred journey
Crystal absolution
Ghost of the rising sun
Screams in deafening silence
Haunting death song
Mourns her fallen brave
Weeping Seraph
Heartaches salty tear
Slowly trickles
Her soul cries for redemption
Sweet reconciliation
Whispers in blessed celebration
Reunited at last
Her eyes firmly transfixed
On his shimmering apparition
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Shock Therapy
07/08/07 |
Reason beckons
Most ignore
No sense of urgency
Conspicuous insurgency
Celestial circumcision
Satellite beamed blade
Mystified audience
Body in repose
Multi media minefield
125 channels
Shock therapy for the masses
Covert daggers
Pierce brittle teenage minds
Social graces
Hide behind melancholy faces
Raw adolescence
Unsophisticated
Yearning for significance
Left reeling
From audacious overload
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Technology
08/03/07 |
Fatal sphere of incompetence
Questionable ethics
Insincere inducement
Rhapsody
Of global ruination
The time has come to reap
Precisely what we've sown
Toxic polar thaw
Portentous cataclysm
Most have no idea
The behemoth
We have spawned
Climate fluctuations
Extreme
Dangerous
Our ozone safety net
Depletion by asphyxiation
Dear children
Please forgive us
For the damage we've inflicted
In the name of “technology”
Desperate days indeed
Blatant disrespect
Our Mother Earth
She suffers
Mistreated
Spat upon
Only we can curb this doom
It begins with you and me
Collective consciousness
Action
Not lip service
Join the restoration
Rehabilitation movement
Life or death conclusion
Awaits our decisiveness
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Vision
09/03/07 |
I can offer no rational explanation
For this trip I’ll share with you
I dreamed of Christ’s return
One sunny winter’s day
Quite awestruck by the imagery
Stunning realism
It all began in a dentist chair
No offense intended
My dear Dr. Wall
A phobia slightly worse
Close second to my dread of dry heaves
A villainous stranger hovered over me
Dark
Foreboding
Forcing strange objects
Into my mouth and nose
Outside
Commotion erupted
Panic stricken folk
Terrified of the gigantic foreign planet
Burnt orange
Crater pocked
Hovering in the still and blackened sky
I leapt from the reclining torture rack
Bolted through the door
Once outside
Terror filled hysteria
Assorted blueprint folk
Desperately frenzied
Most seeking answers
Enigmatic apparition
I explained the book of Daniel
Sealed prophecies of coming mysteries
The moon appeared in the distance
Blood red
An ominous scarlet glow
I followed a spastic mob into a church
In process was a ritual
Bearded brown robed priests
Were shouting vague instructions
My instinct screamed blasphemy
As I sensed the nature of their deception
In haste I exited this evil trap
Found myself in a white row boat
An angel then appeared
A beautiful brunette maiden
“Stroke with all your might towards the light dear child” said she.
“Never look back”
“Ignore the orcas that surround you”
The skiff sliced through the ebony treacherous deep
The beacon grew quite brilliant
I heard the voice of my Savior
“Fear not my son, for I am with you”
“My kingdom you will share”
Indescribable peace
Filled my eager soul
I shouted encouragement to those around me
Many struggled as they sank
Beneath the briny sea
Have faith
Be strong said I……..your hope is drawing nigh.
I heard thousands pleading for forgiveness
Tears flowing down contorted cheeks
Plucked from the gloomy death
As their prayers of lamentation were swiftly answered
Millions shouted obscenities
Defiant as they met their doom
I soon arrived at a house of refuge
Similar to a hotel of mammoth stature
My room had a balcony
There I witnessed these unfolding miracles
In safety cloaked comfort
Ancient scriptures came to pass
Before my astounded eyes
The phone interrupted the stillness
Lucifer on the line
His tinny voice
Akin to a telemarketer
Hawking sales pitch
To dial into his vulgar web
As I slammed down the receiver
My son awakened me from this vision
Decide my cherished reader
Absorb my tale with however many grains of salt you wish
I believe this trance to be a sign
In proximity to our Kings return
Take heed
Act accordingly
Dismiss me
Or respond.
Salvation
Is a personal choice
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