
MINIMAL JIM

MINIMAL JIM

MINIMAL JIM

MINIMAL JIM

MINIMAL JIM

MINIMAL JIM

Jammed in a rush hour mess,
radio blaring as my thoughts digress.
Stop and go by the off-ramp light…
Urban art,
on the wall to my right.
In between the profane expressions;
these words stood out from the other suggestions.
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“I cannot believe the things I’ve seen
in the name of a man from Galilee.”
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Makes you think for a minute at best,
light turns and you quickly forget.
Forget the ones, that died before….
in bloody ages of religious wars.
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Sometimes it just appears to be,
some kind of pointless conspiracy.
Push the pills, feed the guilt and just deceive.
Dumb us down, make us numb till we concede.
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Jammed in a rush hour mess,
radio blaring as my thoughts digress.
Stop and go by the off ramp light…
Mind numbs,
day fades to night.
In between the profane expressions;
these words stood out from the other suggestions.
———–
“I cannot believe the things I’ve seen
in the name of a man from Galilee.”
Sometimes if you listen when you breathe,
you can feel the world
give you what you need…
Watchin the tv,
man it’s full of crazy’s…
B.S. for hours and hours each day.
Why we watch at all,
is the question,
I think..
maybe?
I’d give you an answer,
but my shows almost on…
(news anchor..)
This just in,
we all may die
in a meteor storm
from the crab nebulae.
The low life wars have just begun,
sponsored in part by…
religious guns.
Turned off the tube,
strolled down the pavement,
sun on my face,
just warm and brilliant.
Walked to the river,
stood there amazed
and…
as it flowed by, I just couldn’t help thinkin…
Sun feels fine,
the winds just so,
makes you feel like Mexico…
Sitting back on the beach with yours…
Just watching the waves roll in
to the shore..
A Light shaft of moon,
burst into the windowed room.
it struck his hand just so,
then disappeared in a deep shadow
The starlit night explodes,
into his eyes the heavens soar,
across a vale of snow,
he whispers softly and moves out slow.
Teach me what you know,
teach me now so that I can grow,
the threshold of a dream,
please light up my pathways so I can see,
the dawn ascends,
into a cold horizon blaze,
the sun it comes,
and to the eye of God he prays.
A Light shaft of moon
burst into the windowed room.
it struck her hand just so,
then disappeared in a deep shadow.
The starlit night explodes,
into her eyes the heavens soar,
as the tapestry unfolds,
she whispers softly and let’s it go.
She says –
fly across the snow,
light up the stars that lead to home,
the threshold of a dream
open the pathways and come to me.
the dawn ascends,
into a cold horizon blaze,
the sun it comes,
as she drifts across the glade.
Yes She’s a whisper garden,
in an ancient Druid dream,
she is my hope,
a beautiful note,
that’s sung before the gates of gravity