vince gullaci Poems

The moon
Is bright
Under the stars tonight
And the night sky
...

The world
is mine
to keep
now i'm buried
...

How can
I write
about anything else
when I can't
...

Our boys home
in body bags
no garlands
of flowers
...

Blessed are those
happy in their skin
enjoying a raucous
belly laugh
...

Where I went
I had no right
to be
and when I left
...

I was worried
was it cancer?
A huge vein protruded
an angry welt
...

Death
is a leaf
torn from the tree
no one feels the pain
...

Always
What I had
Within my grasp
Better to be thankful
...

Halfway to Hell
and travelling well
expected to complete journey
arrange welcoming committee
...