Only takes two shakes of a lamb’s tail 

I’m not sure just where I am heading

But I am certain I know where I’ve been

Only takes two shakes of a lamb’s tail

To know where and when I begin

Mama told me yeah she told me

About Sunday school and sin

Sometimes it’s best to know how to lose

Before you think you know how to win

Can’t say I’ve always done the right thing

But I can say I know I have tried

Better to be honest and truthful

Then to lie when you confide

I don’t expect much from the world anymore

But I do expect more from me

I believe in self sacrifice

But I also believe in reciprocity

Only takes two shakes of a Lamb‘s tail

My mama used to say to me

But now I am on my own

And I will see what I will see

I believe in having a strong moral character

One to navigate the moral tide

Without such a compass

the soul is likely to hide 

DCG

Just think how now what you can bring? 

Woke up from a dream

With other characters I had in my head

But it made more sense

Of my own life instead

Do dreams, permeate language?

If you carefully observe the dream

What will it tell you about yourself? 

Just exactly what will it mean?

Can you see another perception of yourself?

Can you unlock another door?

Can you reveal another view of yourself?

That you have never seen before?

Can you decode this revelation?

Will you be able to remember?

If you dream in January

Will you know it still by December?

If you commit this to memory

Will you develop it summer, fall, winter and spring?

How are you better yourself?

Just think how now what can you bring?

DCG

The curious mind turns inward

This can get complicated

In case study after case study I find

The intellectual and the emotional

In the aggregate are not well defined

That is to say

Cognitive ability

Does not ensure

Emotional stability

Though the two are entangled

Beyond most peoples awareness

Easier to see in others

Because this does not usually scare us

Are we so keen?

As to diagnose another?

Or is this just a pretense?

To place yourself above your brother?

The curious mind turns inward

Attempt to use introspection as a tool

But only the best of us

Will not become the fool

Self discovery is vital

For every human being

But it usually takes others

To guide through the unforeseen

DCG

We are bound in the want to bare

I use my words in poem

To express what I feel and think

I use language and convention

As I place them down in ink

I share these thoughts to the world

As some may find meaning in my reflections

You can validate or you can falsify

I’m in this to make connections

Poetic digital philosophy

Seems to be my ware

Like open conversation in a coffee shop

Or discussion in the public town square

Humans have not changed much

Our need to belong and our need to share

The decades, the centuries, the millenniums

We are bound in the want to bare

DCG

Self-Reflection

Self-Reflection

The razors edge

To better myself

I’ve made this pledge

The search to improve myself

On the lessons of my life lived

Can benefit me

On the perspective that it gives

Yet I’m chasing a ghost

When I dwell on the past

I no longer serve myself

As the cost is vast

You heal from wounds

Not by attaching to the grief

Reliving a memory over and over again

There is no relief

One must move forward

I must create a new me

Build upon a new foundation

On how I intend to be

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

 

Chasing a Ghost


Chasing a ghost

Illusive to trap

Illusive to find

Too much clutter

In a shackled mind

The word soup of a poet

The word games the philosophers create

The scribes of the prophet

All trying to relate

Strip away all the distraction

All the misdirection to the root

Finding the truth about anything

Is a task with no absolute

A brilliant creature

Of all pedigree

Finds no liberation

From the puzzles of the psyche

Apparition of thought

In the light of the day

Paradox in motion

Watch the humans play

Misunderstood

Neglecting humanity’s calling

Too few have distilled the graces

The factor that prevents most of our falling

Chasing a ghost

The cause for a false positive

Another notch etched in the wood

Guess it’s just another prerogative


DCG

a piece of dysphoria

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The world is big that I find myself in

And I am searching all of my thoughts

Those friends who have been so kind to me

And those who have made me distraught

I’ve found it better to extend oneself

Rather than make one feel unease

This ruse I learn is not much help

Reciprocity does not always appease

The weary minded and the jaded lot

Always seem to divide and use

I speak not of others, but of myself

who forgets about one’s own wretched misuse

And so my mind hungers not feeling any solace

What in this world will I do?

I’ve no claim to make, I’ve no grievance to serve

Wish only to end the anxiety I make, that only a heart finds true

What reason?  What madness?  What query do I leave for myself today?

Another token of my remembrances

Which haunts me and leads me astray

In these times I continue to look

For solutions that will answer my plea

I rest not on my foreboding whims

I seek only to let myself free

DCG

Outside in the Rain

The poring rain, a storm of summer rain befalling me as I gaze up into the sky.  A rain storm that drenched my body with warm summer drops, and in the excitement of this happening I stay outside in the rain.  I remember a time when I was just a boy, when a sudden storm immediately drenched my body as I remain outside splashing in the streets.  One of my favorite band songs to play also had this theme…

I’m outside in the rain

my mama tells me to come inside

I tell her no I’ve just got to lead my own life  Ah Yeah

And now I’m out on my own

I’ve never been so far from home

Its kind of strange but the answers to life are out there

I know

I’m outside in the rain

And I feel the same

I’m getting older now

I’ll find it somehow

the times are getting tough

People I meet they just come and go

I tell my friends that I’ve got to live on my own now

Ah Yeah

The years and years go by

I keep on searching but I don’t know why

If there’s an answer I hope I find it before I die

Yeah

I’m outside in the rain

And I feel the same

I’m getting older now

I’ll find it somehow

-Solo-

I’m outside in the rain

And I feel the same

I’m getting older now

I’ll find it somehow

I’m outside in the rain

my mama tells me to come inside

I tell her no I’ve just got to lead my Oh -own life

Yeah

I’m outside in the rain

And I feel the same

I’m getting older now

I’ll find it somehow

Outside in the Rain:
Words and Music: Rob Cleland & Todd Armer