Hi, I'm Danny. Very pleased to make your acquaintance. If you're here, you may have or be about to read some of my poetry. I hope I don't disappoint. You'll notice that some of my themes are a little obscure. There's a very good reason for that. I like to write about anything that comes into my head, if I think I can capture it in poetry. I'd love to hear any requests, and of course, feedback is always graciously accepted. |
What treacherous revelation is this?
That a boy...
"I don't love you anymore,"
"I can't live without you anymore,"...
A heightened sense, a smell of dense,
Acridly perfumed air...
I'm at the end of this rope.
I'm falling...
The tavern of champions, often rife with noise,
A subtle aura of sobriety hangs over us like the...
From solitude to loneliness, trust to naivete...
Rose-hues wilt and fade to black...
O, predictable bard who intrinsically rhymes,
How do you keep rhyming in your thought-dulled...
Roaring along at inhuman speed,
Images at glass, beyond reach...
Life-bestowing breath,
Vital air, flowing inwards, throughout blood...
"I just wanted you to know how I felt."
"Well, I already knew."...
Knowledge is. |
The martyr is beheaded while he is hanging from the noose. |
The tyrant can only reach the top of the bottom rung. |