Now

Now

I’m staring at the faces on the wall.
In their eyes I see hope that glimmers—
a hope that in me has faded.

One day older I’m growing jaded.
Maybe they’ll be able to do it better—
make the dream seem less like a fable.

In the meanwhile I sit here, swaying to older tunes,
romanticizing a past that I haven’t even seen.

D.L. Lang
D.L. Lang
Diana L. Lang is Poet Laureate of Vallejo, California. She has published nine poetry books under the pen name D.L. Lang, won several awards at area county fairs, and enjoys participating in the spoken word community of Solano County.
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