by Danny Ballan | May 25, 2016 | Poetry
You devour me with every look—eyes blazing in a desertglimpsing a fleeting mirage;no matter how my lips moveyou see them revolving,no matter where I sitmy bottom’s the sun—you seek no other light;my legs are a crime so obviousto move left or rightor hold them tight to...
by Danny Ballan | May 24, 2016 | Poetry
They never needed mewhen they killed for fruit,flesh and sex and sustenance—proud were the days of manwhen he hunted his own mealmade love to his wife without the aidcrafted his own weapons, yet thatwasn’t so profitable for someto kill the world one by onewas too slow...
by Danny Ballan | May 17, 2016 | Miscellaneous
The famous depiction of Tennyson’s poem the Lady of Shallot by John William Waterhouse is a story from the medieval times about a lady who was cursed to stay alone in a tower weaving all her life. She could not leave the tower for that would lead to her death. She...
by Danny Ballan | May 16, 2016 | Poetry
The same charade goes on and onevery time there are elections in Lebanon;they want my vote—I say, as a responsible citizen,I should notethat I have no other choicein your so filthy democracybut to vote,that’s got to make a differencebut you have already bought...
by Danny Ballan | May 10, 2016 | Miscellaneous
Look at the famous painting by Eugene Delacroix, Liberty Leading the People, and think about the glorious days of the French Revolution, or the bloody days of the French Revolution. It is up to you to decide, but consider this: How much blood should be spilled to...
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