Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn

County Fair Winners, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn

Generations – Reserve Best of Show

“Generations” is a poem from the book Armor Against the Dawn.

I’m happy to report that this poem, which was my favorite of my entries, won First Place in Published Poetry and Reserve Best of Show in Poetry at this year’s Solano County Fair.

It previously won a red ribbon for Second Place in Any Other Poetry at the 2017 Marin County Fair in July.

This poem is a reflection on how every younger generation must study the zeitgeists of previous generations in order to come to a deeper understanding of the failings of the past in order to forge a better future for all generations.

Many, many thanks to the judges at both fairs! I am honored.

Generations reserve best of show
Generations D.L. Lang red ribbon

Generations

Child, you were
born into a world
where the lines
were already drawn,
and the words
had their meanings
beyond what you’re seeing,

stretching back
throughout history
only to ensnare us all
in their mysteries
as neutrality
is an impossibility
once understanding
has been achieved,

so choose carefully,
for there is no other world
in which you may exist.

You must change this one.

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County Fair Winners, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn

Cabinet Construction

“Cabinet Construction” is a poem about political corruption and cronyism in government. Although I did have a certain political figure in mind upon writing, feel absolutely free to apply it to your favorite corrupt politician, as one person certainly holds no monopoly in that area.

“Cabinet Construction” won a 2nd place red ribbon in “Presidental Politics” at the 2017 Marin County Fair. It appears in the book Armor Against the Dawn. My gratitude to the creative writing judges at the Marin County Fair! Two other poems from this book won ribbons as well. Go read all the county fair winners both past and present by visiting the County Fair Winners category on the blog.

Cabinet Construction

In building his cabinet,
he has hired
not skilled craftsmen,
nor carpenters,
but, a demolition crew.

This cabinet
is not a food pantry,
but it is sure to have rats
scampering within.

 

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County Fair Winners, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn

Fine China

“Fine China” by D.L. Lang won 3rd place in Any other Poetry at the 2017 Marin County Fair. “Fine China” is a metaphor for living life to the fullest, and is one of my favorites of my own poetry. It appears in the 2016 book Armor Against the Dawn. I also won a second place red ribbon in that same category for another poem that appears in that book entitled “Generations.” My sincerest gratitude to the Marin County Fair!

Fine China

Do not place me inside bubble wrap,
for even though I am
intricately, colorfully designed,
made of cool ceramics,

I am filled with hot cocoa,
overflowing with marshmallows
and gobs of cream—
forget your diet!

Destiny is meant to be savored
until the very last drop
and not
preserved like a museum piece,
examined and gawked at
collecting dust
with no use.

No, I’d rather be in a thrift shop,
guaranteed many lives,
possibly cracked,
stained, and worn,
having met many
than preserved,
safe, and knowing none.

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Peace Poems, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn, Poetry

Endangered species—Act!

#safetypin

May this country rise above its divisions, act out of love and not hatred, and may goodness, kindness, and fairness prevail.

May we stick together and keep each other safe from harm.

May we act out, peacefully, in protest of hatred. 

May our nation survive and act on her ideals of equality, liberty, justice, freedom, and be a nation of the people—a nation of kind people, moral people, and non-violent people.

May we cease to insult each other, remember each other’s humanity in spite of apparent differences, and remember how to talk to each other without resorting to stereotypes put there by others.

 

Endangered species—Act!
To my fellow afraid citizens.

To my fellow endangered humans.

To those who are despised for their mere existence.

You must find the courage to be active and resist this.
Rebellion for rebellion’s sake is chaos.

Rebellion for morality’s sake is justice.
Obedience for morality’s sake is required.

Obedience without question is cowardice.
We have been given no choice but to fight.

Though respect your neighbor who chooses flight.
Do not become the worst of your enemy’s traits,

but neither should you lie down without dignity.
We have been declared enemies

by those who seek selfishly

to only have a better world

for themselves,

and not for all others.
They have confused

self-love for selfishness,

personal pride for bigotry,

resistance for disorder,

patriotism for blind loyalty.
If this should be my final words,

remember them,

and I shall not have existed for naught.

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Nature Poems, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn, Poetry

Muddy Boots, Mirrored Lakes

Muddy Boots, Mirrored Lakes

A vineyard is just a fancy word for grape farm.
The grass is green.
The leaves are yellow.
The rain has fallen.
The turkeys are perched high on fence posts like guardians.

It’s a good day for hiking.
Just south of the roaring highway.
Strolling softly as birds join in joyful conversations.
I hurry not as the trucks do.
I’ve got nowhere and no one to be.
Here among the hills, I am free.

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Oklahoma Poems, Poems from the book Armor Against the Dawn, Poetry

The Church of Holy Crude

Governor Mary Fallin of Oklahoma has declared Oct 13th Oil Field Prayer Day. Seriously.

The Church of Holy Crude

The governor of my former home state
has asked us all to pray.

The governor of my former home state
practices a different faith.

The governor of my former home state
has anointed us with oil.

The governor of my former home state
has erected a monument to her god.

On the capitol lawn it watches over us
like a guardian angel
crafted of metal,
as schools lack funding and tornado shelters,
while placing first for fracking earthquakes,
crumbling our family homes,
we know nothing is more sacred.

We listen to her holy prophets,
who worship in the name of profits.

Oh, have we faith in the souls
of the dead dinosaurs
that have come before us,
as we pray our way
towards an equal fate
as lead by the governor
of my former state.

Amen.

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