As we must also Referee

Dark secrets of a family

Never willing to share

Bitter old man reminisces

Beholden to pride he doesn’t seem to care

The trait of a family

That never relinquishes the pain

Spawns a generation

Only understood by the arcane

Transactions of a lifetime

Tallied up on the abacus of circumstance

Modeled for a pedigree

A dominion over chance

The rebellious will break the cycle

That runs along family lines

Rejecting all of their disputes

That you may often see no direct signs

The residuum of our consequence

Is up for us to see

How we shall play this game

As we must also referee

DCG

A Simple Act of Kindness

A simple act of kindness

Can touch a heart and a mind

Sometimes we don’t appreciate

That we are all intertwined

The day we stop caring

The day we disassociate

Another inclement juncture

Another bitter one to negotiate

A warming disposition

A heartfelt devotion

Fills a receptive vessel

The cause for harmonic emotion

The golden rule

Manifest and create

Pay it forward

Don’t hesitate

Inertia with distinction

Can change activity

To pass along one’s good fortune

Increases our mutual conductivity

Think back to a time

When you received a merciful hand

What were the circumstances?

Did you escape the quicksand?

DCG

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Fish out of Water

A fish out of water

I only want to belong

Ever since the childhood playground

I’ve sung this song

Introduced into the schools

You eventually swim along

Slowly learning to mingle within

From what you get wrong

With every age

We can learn and grow

Still a need to belong

Into what we forego

But there may come a time

When our values will exceed

These fundamental drives

This fundamental need

When looking back in reflection

Upon the skills I have acquired

I appreciate self reliance more

Than that need to belong that was once desired

DCG

 

The Balance of our Temperament

Be honest with your feelings

You must decide how to engage

Use reason with emotion

Don’t act as if all the world is a stage

If you are not authentic

You hide the truth and thus deceive

The worst is not in deceiving others

But rather it is when you deceive yourself I believe

One can argue

They are both forms of the same deceit

In any case one must have a moral compass

For one to take a receipt

Be true to the heart

It is best to feel deeply

That is to say

You will embrace your values completely

To be authentic

Is to be free

Escape from a double standard

Escape from hypocrisy

If you are ever wrong

Your logic and reason are put to test

No matter how strong the feeling was

Your course will change to settle the unrest

There is no contradiction

Be true to heart and feeling – let your conscience be your guide

One to balance the other

So that the truth should never hide

I have been hurt deeply

My heart left open to enjoy

But feelings aren’t always mutual

And so the story of a heart used as a toy

Yet I would do it again

Given lessons that I have learned

The balance of our temperament

Is now what is yearned

DCG

 

 

Just Put it on the Marquee

 

The damning judgements

That some friends and family members make

Often disrupts a healing

For a soul’s sake

Maybe they are not all wrong

Maybe they only see just one part

However if not being careful

You can persuade a person to depart

Separation from friendship

Separation from the family

Separation from supportive voices

May lead to uncalculated calamity

Do we make haste?

Do we look beyond our own need?

Do we project our own views?

Are we open to concede?

Are you giving advice?

Are you listening to me?

Do you like to hear yourself talk?

Just put it on the Marquee

DCG

The World keeps Turning

Do you change your mind?

Or do you stay the same?

When your arrogance fails

And your vanity remains

Are you quick to point the finger?

When a misunderstanding takes place

Are you prone to have an argument?

As you get up into their face?

Are you thoughtful of an opposing opinion?

Another point of view?

It’s not about proving who’s right

It’s not all about you

We are not the center of the universes

No matter how much we want to be

The world keeps turning

Learn to get along with those whom you disagree

DCG

My Temptress of Circumstance

I have my flaws

I somehow understand yours

I look beyond the surface

I’m in the club of empathetic entrepreneurs

Is this my curse?

Not choosing well with whom I may fall?

We’ve crossed this line before

Look at that, oh what a squall

Despite what should be my better sense

I forgive and move on

Still I want to fill my heart

Wanting you by my side in the dawn

I’m asking the questions

That makes me look at my reality

What do I posit?

What makes me an enlistee?

I understand my vulnerability

I understand my strong features

I may not make the right play

But I’m certain I won’t be on the bleachers

There is something more I see

Than you are willing to let on

This is why I wait

This is why I fawn

Part of me knows this as fact

Part of me knows this dance

What will become of this?

My temptress of circumstance

DCG

 

Enrich a life to Survive

Ethics should have a deep root

In everything that we do

Our treatment of other people

Of ourselves

And of politics too

We have all been wronged

But there are many who don’t know why

Disassociate from yourself and others

The amoral have no need to lie

What happened to our culture and people?

A devil’s ego that lives within

Excludes themselves from others morality

This herein lies the sin

A destruction of family and values

An educational system designed to fail

America’s literacy rate of 17 percent

The proof in the pudding of this tale

The greatest threat to western society

When migrants do not assimilate

If they care not of liberty yet demand equality

There defines the cultural checkmate

So if these words reach you

Keep our values alive

Educate and teach to others

Enrich a life to survive

DCG

The ambivalence of affection

If you act with reason

Generous acts can never be misplaced

Love is never wasted

Love cannot be debased

The failure of recognition

If only one in seventy-seven see

A change in the culture

A change in the apogee

A resource of human potential

Escaping many only actualized by the few

Love will permeate conflict

Those who love know this is true

Love has no expectation

That many fail to comprehend

Their understanding is divided

They fail to apprehend

The world needs practitioners

The broken-hearted on the mend

The ambivalence of affection

Consumes only those who pretend

DCG

My Poetry is my X-Ray

The universe is mysterious

Connecting to messages we send and receive

Responding to what is positive

Or that to which we grieve

Somebody living in Boise

Relates to someone in San Diego

Somehow a connection through the ether

Slips out of the shadow

I know you’ve experienced loss

But in loss we can also find our way

There is a purpose in our healing

Pain is a teacher but it does not have to stay

Even 953 miles

Does not seem far away

Something I can’t really explain

So my poetry is my X-Ray

DCG

dedicated to Julie Roberson

Thanks Jules