by Danny Ballan | Sep 5, 2017 | Poetry
Here I lie alone naked on my bedWatching you putting on your Levi’s jeansYour tight shirt exaggerating your musclesFor that, you need not cover your head,Slowly buckling your cowboy bootsReady to ride away as the raid succeeds;Walking towards the door looking...
by Danny Ballan | Aug 29, 2017 | Poetry
Shivering like a September treeIn a futile quest to save its leavesShedding them one by one, like tearsBurning its cheeks with wildfireLeaving a map on it of lost desire,And a heart longing to be free—I am enchained to that chair also sheddingBefore a screen that...
by Danny Ballan | Jul 31, 2017 | Poetry
What could change in a world so fixed?a ship laid anchor ages ago but stillits captain wearing his full uniform;the wind at harbor can move naught—want to look ahead in the crow’s nest,it all looks fine as I cry everyday land—the oars so shiny, cleaned and waxed,the...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 21, 2017 | Poetry
If I fight to keep my soul,and the ashes of war keep smolderingunder a pile of fallen friends and foes,of dreams forsaken and lives abandoned,of a kneeling generationfooled into submissionby throwing unending candy onto the floor—petty prizes to be boughtdreams...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 15, 2017 | Poetry
Like the sky, drowning in the blue—waves have come and gonechanging the very face of the shore,but none of that is ever true—Who is part of whom?Yet what does it matter?blue has never been our colorbut together creating a majestic scenefor some, that might have seemed...
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