Tea & Sprockets: A Modern American Poetry Book by D.L. Lang

D.L. Lang
By D.L. Lang April 1, 2013 17:45

Tea & Sprockets: A Modern American Poetry Book by D.L. Lang


Poetry direct from the soul to the page.Tea & Sprockets is a contemporary poetry collection by modern American poet D.L. Lang. This 150 page single author anthology spans 15 years of work encompassing poems from 1995 to 2010. Across the 106 selected poems, Lang weaves together themes of love and friendship, death and loss, war and peace.

The author has rated this book PG-13 (questionable content for children under 13).


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The insane poet walks the night.
His heart is filled with joy and fright.
Each step hoping with all its might,
That night of pain is not tonight.
Free me, he cries through every word,
But his message goes unheard.

Light shines down above his head,
Hanging to the lamp like thread.
Distant dust swirls around.
Night time has an eerie sound.
The poet knows not he’s profound.
All he hears is his heart pound.

Plagued by torment – oh so true.
He cannot see — see me nor you.
He walks alone in distant night.
Far away to flee the fright.
His tone is not one of spite.
He only wishes life be bright.

The shadows follow him around.
Every word he speaks astounds.
Walk along the gravel ground.
The poet cannot hear your sound.
No just let his heart pound and pound.
Darkness is the thing he’s found.

He cannot fight the fright,
From his heart though he might,
Try through words of pain.
It may sound absurd or profane,
But the poet is insane.
No the poet is not sane.

He knows he is not sane.
He pretends not to be vain,
But he has a message,
A message of disdain.
Life he loves, and love he lives,
But the poet hates the pain it gives.

The poet is alone.
Forever alone, alone.
He sits, sits on his own.
Verse pours from his heart.
Oh where to start, where to start.
Everyone believes he’s so smart.

Low self image does he possess.
Low self image. I confess.
Ode to the poet. Speaks the truth.
Hidden in words he does no wrong.
Escape the horrors of his youth.
Marching to a lonely song.

Go along. Go along.

Copyright© D.L. Lang. All rights reserved.

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