vince gullaci Poems

I wonder why
we err
on the wrong side
of caution
...

When all
is said and done
I'd rather be
alive and kicking
...

Cancer
another word
to add to my lexicon
that I thought
...

My mind
is the cage
and I am the bird
that will never
...

It's hard
When I don't know
my left from my right
and the sun, the moon
...

Cootamundra
famous for its golden wattle
was also the birthplace
of Don Bradman
...

As the sun rises
the faint moon sets
ghost walkers
blend into the fog
...

Thick in matter's
Soul detroying weight
The darkness
Sucks in the light
...

I look
And weep
The two ends
Of the circle
...

Laughter
Is not laughter
At all
But beneath
...