Tag Archives: Dayna Lang

There’s Effort in a Eulogy – a poem

Maybe I’ll generate your eulogy In some chat-bot software thing. Are you even worth the effort It takes to write or sing. Why does that hurt? The sting of lacking effort. Things worth doing are Worth taking time to do. They are worth difficulty. They are worth humming and hawing. They are worth hurt. AreContinue reading “There’s Effort in a Eulogy – a poem”

On Soulmates – A Poem

I used to think That there was one great love And that if we only held on We needn’t suffer. That if I was patient And forgiving And sacrificial – Love could last forever. I needed to believe that Through the cosmos There was some special bond. Undestroyable. But then I found you And sawContinue reading “On Soulmates – A Poem”

Closet Shelves – A Poem

I sit in the room where it happened And I stare down the wall No photos left No paintings Just holes in the dry wall. I stare at empty closet shelves And try to wrack my brain There must be more To say or do There has to be a way. I wrote and wroteContinue reading “Closet Shelves – A Poem”

I want to put you into paper – A Poem

I want to put you into paper to keep you here, in this space – Out of my brain And into my life. I want to postpone your ending – To glue you to pulp with pen So memories remain Static and still – Fragile and delicate, Like the signature on a will. I wantContinue reading “I want to put you into paper – A Poem”

Planted a Forest – A Poem

If I am strong it is because of you. If I am kind it is because of you. If I strive to find equality in relationships – If I demand my worth, It is because of you. I am your daughter. You are the woman who First taught me how to Love. How to work.Continue reading “Planted a Forest – A Poem”

Perfection – A Poem

There is a voice inside my head – A voice all my own; Telling me the things it hates About itself. It lists my breasts, my hips, my thighs. It lists the crinkles beneath my eyes When I disguise my frown.  It lists my arms, my knuckles, my nose. It lists the things I doContinue reading “Perfection – A Poem”