by Danny Ballan | Nov 24, 2015 | Poetry
A long dayahead of meI should just wait and seeif I make tomorrow—that long trail behind meof black and whitemust have been carvedby nail and blood; that I may not knowbut I seeit is not meant to endright here,under my feet.Some made one whole foot,some went far and...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 24, 2015 | Archive
A very special day was yesterday; my whole country celebrated the Independence Day. The very special thing was that it was not yesterday, but the day before, yet since we had yesterday as a holiday instead, independence felt more like yesterday.We had a whole day to...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 20, 2015 | Poetry
That house I daily look upon—that hill abovethat hill below;moments away till life beginsthe hearth and homehave burned me out,almost,outside awaits the show.A soldier a long way would gothrough blood and tears and lots of snow;nothing will waitfor him to lamenta...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 19, 2015 | Poetry
The first step inside—I could hear no more!I ain’t brought you here to talk.Our favorite couchLike pearls we satUntil the shell hid us away.I took your hand to danceIn the middle of a battle—A lot of fire; friendly fire, too.Hey, young man at the bar,Pour me another...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 18, 2015 | Poetry
Like heartsnothings can tellwhen we do beator when we stop;done a billion timeswe cannot waitfor which one beatmight be the last;words are flamesburning at times,smoldering, sometimes,yet never put out;the pen in our handlike an obelisk does standagainst all tests of...
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