by Danny Ballan | Dec 2, 2015 | Poetry
All gathered around the victim,helpless raising its headin vain tryingto catch a sight of one last savior—the eyes blackened by fireseverywhere raging inside its heart;it was not the dream of not dyingit did not occur, not to be a foolish dreamer,but the wish to die...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 30, 2015 | Poetry
Elaine (The Lily Maid of Astolat)Keep rowing nowhere;Without her, there’s no journeyThat leads to nowhere. Head of a NymphHalf-faced innocent-Draws poison from a wound-Cut by hidden side. Love in a MistI can see you love,Or you don’t, yet althoughYou do not, I do. No...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 27, 2015 | Poetry
There on your warm lap, I vanishedSurrendered all my powers to you.And not like they thought, I knew-That all of you around just feigned.My head on your lap for one moment;It was everything I had always sought.And damn it, I knew that I thoughtmy doom was so...
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 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...
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