ITS LIFE MANA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
Peeling glassy curls
Beryl sapphire shimmer
So graceful
Infinite stimulation
Tranquilizing wetness
Cascades in brilliant favor
Obsessive magical moment
My troubles melt in the peaceful eddy
Moral majority think tank
Stuck in naive backwoods
Those who deem me bedlamite
Concerned that I “just don’t get it”
Grieve not my puffed up critics
I have no desire to perceive
Delusive adaptations
Brackish social squares
Me
A simple round projectile
Adrift on balmy seas
My condolences
Sincere sympathy
Goes out to the “in crowd” herd
Who graze in fields of faked out pretense
Simmer down a bit
Unclench those poor offended toes
Soak your feet in tidal pools of forgiveness
Exhaling red annoyance
Its life man
Human interaction
Not a staged performance
His peace remains abundant
Copious blessings
Flood our restless souls
Alas
The best intentions
Exhausting burden of “fitting in”
Leaves one rather weary
Gravely spiritless
Barren vessels of regret
Animate
Rejoice
Kindergarten mentality
A child of God
Serene
Bill Grimes Jr. 2006
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1 Review Added on November 27, 2008 AuthorBill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
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