vince gullaci

Gold Star - 6,276 Points (Italy)

vince gullaci Poems

681. No Spark At Sixty-Eight 6/7/2018
682. Cootamundra 5/18/2018
683. The Yoke 5/5/2018
684. Sea Mist, Tugs And Trains 3/30/2018
685. Hero To Zero 3/28/2018
686. That There's More To The Sound Of Running Water 4/21/2018
687. Self-Obsessed 10/2/2006
688. Full Moon 3/13/2006
689. Mr.Megalomania 1/4/2008
690. A Flowering 3/4/2006
691. Why 8/2/2013
692. Remember Well 10/8/2017
693. Quintessentially Australian 12/20/2017
694. So Much For Us 12/26/2017
695. Facing The Future 12/7/2017
696. Australia 11/27/2016
697. Chance 8/2/2018
698. West Gate Bridge Disaster -new- 9/19/2018
699. Mankind 8/30/2018
700. Sideshow Tricks And Illusions 5/22/2018
701. Poem For My Mother 6/18/2018
702. Persimmons 3/14/2018
703. In Thrall To The Waves Of Life 3/5/2018
704. Pocket Rocket 11/5/2017
705. The Nature Of The Beast 9/17/2006
706. Metaphorically Speaking 10/26/2017
707. Tired 10/6/2017

Comments about vince gullaci

  • Chris Mendros (8/19/2007 3:36:00 AM)

    Such galaxies of thought and image, deftly compressed into a few enjamed lines.
    He is a genre in himself.

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Best Poem of vince gullaci

Tired

I'm tired,
more tired
of myself
than anything
else.

Read the full of Tired

Wised Up

I'm the one
Whose paid
The price
The scars that healed
Are mine
Other wounds
Are open sores
Self-inflicted
Or otherwise
Too painful
To be scabbed over.

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