ARTISTIC DNAA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.Saucy slow Blues in C Ritchie Blackmore’s genius Fender Strat mesmeri’zation Heavy organ riff Such a lovely trance As my aging mind drifts To a much more carefree state When alarm clocks mattered not Scores were settled by the tribe By passing round a peace pipe Triumph felt so right With no set agenda for the night I smile in fond remembrance No excuses for my path Never would I trade one single moment God’s sacred holy gift Artistic DNA Screaming forth From my deepest being No way my friends No way…… © Bill Grimes Jr. 2011 © 2011 Bill Grimes Jr. |
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1 Review Added on July 14, 2011 Last Updated on September 27, 2011 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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