Bill Grimke-Drayton : Writing

I LAY ME DOWN TO TAKE MY REST

I LAY ME DOWN TO TAKE MY REST

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


The dying man prepares himself.
INTERVIEW

INTERVIEW

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


A member of the older generation - i.e. in their 80s or 90s - is interviewed about their life.
TRANSFIGURATION

TRANSFIGURATION

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


Open the door, walk down the street, The dark hides your hesitant steps, As sleep smothers the town, and you, alone, Can mark this day in fire ..
UNIQUE AS YOUR CREATION

UNIQUE AS YOUR CREATION

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


It starts with the pianist but then moves on to the Creator Who is Love
COMPASSION

COMPASSION

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


COMPASSION Love tears out The poisoned arrow of dread And heals his wound, Yet washes the man with tears. His eyes see more than he has be..
COLLISION

COLLISION

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


The colliding of reality which seems impossible to face with a choice of unreality - a mere dream of leaving.
THE GROAN OF CREATIVE LOVE

THE GROAN OF CREATIVE LOVE

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


A natural description of the process of creation in wonder and glory
SUICIDE

SUICIDE

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


The final act of a desperate man
WHO IS THE BEGGAR?

WHO IS THE BEGGAR?

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


Who is the one who is the beggar - the one who begs on the street, or the one who lives in a mansion?
INTERLUDE

INTERLUDE

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton


The scene is typical of the dislocation of wartime - a cross between London and Warsaw in the 1940s