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When he isn't talking your ear off about existentialism, pro-wrestling and the incredibly interesting things that happen in his comparatively mundane life, Dan occasionally writes the poetry he mentions so often. Here it is.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Winter's Roar


I was here, forgotten, when foot-fall waned
And rainfall peaked, yet still you came.
When Winter’s roar kept life at bay
My thousand naked arms remained
Straining under the heavy grey
The earth was hard, yet still you came.

And then, when Spring’s enforcing will
Broke from ‘neath my cold new skin
Gasped and quaffed the pelting rain
You came again and stayed within.

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Decisive Action


When the invasion of Iraq
Was announced to the world and my Nan

Instantly reacting, calm and decided
Grampa Ken was sent out
To buy a tin-opener

In case the electric went off

Thursday, April 01, 2010

Dead: Two


Wind that catapult chord son
Wind that catapult chord so taught
And tight as God is dead

And check those numbers thrice boy
You get those angles right, so
With full respect to Newton’s laws
Send me to the night