Vallejo Poet Laureate 2017-2019
Haight I see everything in deeper layers. I see everyone I have ever known, in the faces that pass me by. Everything is louder and more vivid. Never approach the island for an escape path, during festivals or riots for sport or music. Visions of a yesteryear nonexistent in this place before. Everyone wears their…
Tranquoizier Sober thoughts of morning’s tides, bring to all a brand new stride. Lost forever amid the clouds the dreams awaken now. Letting go of feelings old may begin the thoughts untold. Times of rushed deeds begin, clinging to sadness again. Misunderstandings cause the pain. Help me ‘fore I go insane. Haven’t got the time…
Nosirrom Te Nampa[H]Ch I often forget he was shy. Forget how like I am – this guy. Words an outlet for trapped words. Vocal (frozen) cords. Liquid cure for it all. Not for me. Value life. Easy cure. Heavy price. What to do? Time does call. Genius. Madness. Helpless. Worthless. ———-thoughts———— Influence-good or bad? Still…
Meop Koobeton Silver rings on snow, covering the brownness so. Scratching gray upon the white, inspiration is the light. Coloured sticks. Rubber, lead, and hard plastics. Outcome so divine. I remember writing this poem in my notebook in high school during driver’s education class during some down time after a written test. I wasn’t a…
Thank you to Congregation B’nai Israel of Vallejo for inviting me to read this poem at Rainbow Shabbat as an alternative Aleinu prayer on June 12, 2020. There are Seven Blessings at the End of the Rainbow by D.L. Lang I tiptoed through the wildfires of my youth as my fellow humans treated me with…
The Youth Dusty leather boots scratching pavement littered with cigarettes smoked by scruffy teens in their dusty leather jackets hanging on clotheslines of their mother’s day was yesterday youth ate sandwiches of turkey is a country on rye bread is hard to earn wearing dusty leather boots scratching back on the pavement. This poem appears…