• California Poems,  Poems from the book Barefoot in the Sanctuary

    Participatory Budgeting Poem

    PB Poem This fine city of Vallejo is giving us a choice in the way things go with a budget that is of the people. We get to choose where our taxes get spent, making for more efficient government. If you want to help our kids, the art scene, and homeless folks, too, fix the roads, improve our parks, well, this is what you got to do! The choice comes around every year. Your voice is heard by city hall. It’s absolutely your call! If you’re at least fourteen, living in Vallejo, step on up, and participate in this scene. Get out and vote, then if you want to you…

  • D.L. Lang Poet Laureate
    California Poems,  Poems from the book Resting on my Laurels,  Poetry

    Visions

    I recited this poem, “Visions,” at the 10.10.17 Vallejo City Council meeting where I was officially proclaimed and appointed the 2017-2019 Vallejo Poet Laureate. Visions by D.L. Lang No photo can quite capture this moment’s true beauty, for moments, like all people, were meant to be free.   Words, they fail to pinpoint just what this place means to me, for words are but stardust in this universe full of dreams.   How wonderful to have landed in this corner of the earth, where the streets are lined with stories of history and rebirth.   To your visions of our metropolis to what she was, is, and can still be,…

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    California Poems,  Poems from the book Resting on my Laurels,  Poetry

    Vallejo, California

    Vallejo, California by D.L. Lang  Vallejo, she greets you with promises of opportunity, where frothy waves kiss the highway, as the seagulls soar above the bay admiring her cityscape.   Two blue towers peek above the horizon, bridging together a city with her island. The ships still sail down the Napa River, her waters carrying sacred memories of the sailors who served so valiantly against the rising tides of tyranny.   Festivals and parades shower her citizenry in the confetti of possibility, as a city honors its history, while walking hand in hand towards a bright future built by the dreams of her people.   Delighted dwellers dance downtown, sharing…

  • California Poems,  County Fair Winners,  Peace Poems,  Poems from the book Poet Loiterer,  Poetry

    Headline Antidote

    “Headline Antidote” is my favorite poem that I have ever written, and is published in the book, Poet Loiterer. It is an attempt to answer the question what can regular folks do in a painful world with so many negative headlines except to be a rebel in favor of goodness. It’s one of my favorites to perform, and I have at many places, including at the Vallejo Man March on March 12, 2016, and the 2nd Rodef Sholom Beit Cafe in December 2015. “Headline Antidote” also won 5th place in Any Other Poetry at the 2016 Marin County Fair. Headline Antidote Be a rebel for righteousness, a leader for love,…

  • California Poems,  Poems from the book Id Biscuits,  Poetry

    Break out your Duster & Sweep ’em Out!

    These are two poems that I wrote in response to the ORCEM/VMT issues in Vallejo, CA. I read the second one to the city council and a group of about 200 citizens on January 5th, 2016, among several citizens and Fresh Air Vallejo activists who spoke out. (If you’re so inclined to watch the video, it’s about 58 minutes in.) I believe our town deserves better.   Break Out Your Duster I saw the good people of my city today. On the steps of the city hall, they gathered. They chanted, “orcem, orcem, go away. We don’t want you in our city by the bay.” The big cement company and its…

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    California Poems,  Poems from the book Look Ma No Hands,  Poetry

    Parked on the Bay

    Parked on the Bay We found the best parking spot in the universe. on the edge of the bay in Berkeley. The sunlight glistens across the waters as the sailboats proclaim freedom. The rush of the city is visible in the distance, and we are directly across from the Golden Gate, viewing the chain links that tie this broad community: From the city of my dreams, to the city of my Jewish soul, to the beaches of my inner explorer, to the epic Mecca of hippiedom, to the city of protests, to the city where I occupied, to the city of opportunity, to the wine fields and the growing grass,…