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Vince Gullaci Poem
The cacophony of birds
sounded like
the babble of Babylon
no terror
better describes
the faces of Babel
than Edvard Munch's
The Scream.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2018
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Vince Gullaci Poem
Give and take
barbs
then retreat
to wounded silence
licking our lacerations
before picking up
where we left off
with the razor wires.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2007
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Vince Gullaci Poem
Nearly everything ends up
in a flea market
much loved treasures
end in a new home
someone's loss
is someone's gain
my parents like
will never come again.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2019
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Vince Gullaci Poem
This elaborate fantasy
built cloud by cloud
into a cumulus
to transport us
in a state of ecstasy
to eternal bliss
the big ship of dreams
mugged by reality
a thunderstorm
of epic proportions
and the deluge
to claim us.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2006
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Vince Gullaci Poem
The Bard stopped at Footscray
on the road to Ballarat
he was researching The Eureka Stockade
not Romeo and Juliet
he imagined the miners
manning the barricades
police bullets flying
hoisting The Southern Cross
and dying.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2019
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Vince Gullaci Poem
The morning light
of the new dawn
cracking through the blinds
gives me great hope
for today and tomorrow.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2019
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Vince Gullaci Poem
An involuntary enter
an involuntary exit
a shaky beginning
an uncertain end
life and death
entwined
by beginning, by ending.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2019
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Vince Gullaci Poem
Weaving through
the gum trees
the ghosts
of aboriginal stockmen
cut through
the dust
and years.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2015
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Vince Gullaci Poem
Something
to hang
my hat on
but the square peg
in the round hole
leaves the peg
and my poems
trampled
on the ground.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2006
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Vince Gullaci Poem
Clarity
is crystal clear
when ambiguity
is dear.
Copyright © Vince Gullaci | Year Posted 2007
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