THE DOGE’S PALACE – By Ray Gallucci (in Venice, Italy) The bones remain, but flesh is gone, The lungs that breathed, heart pumping strong, The ruling brain that made it great – The Doge’s Palace, left to Fate. Amid the fossils, can you feel The power once it dared to wield, Controlling trade through maritime Predominance of Venice prime? […]
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CASSANDRA CURSING – By Ray Gallucci “Burn that horse – It’s full of Greeks! Drag it in? Then kiss your cheeks ‘Au revoir,’ for you’ll be dead.” Poor Cassandra has no “cred.” Non-belief’s her curséd fate. None will heed until too late. Bittersweet’s “I told you so,” When there’s none but you to know. About Ray […]
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DON’T GO GENTLY – By Ray Gallucci Would you rather go Calmly like the snow, Or with memory Of a crushing sea? Ghosts seem seldom seen If they died serene. Most of manifests Come from violent deaths. Spectres who replay How they died that day Aren’t asleep in bed Or perceive they’re dead. Those were weren’t prepared […]
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EMBRACING CHAOS – By Ray Gallucci The eye of a hurricane never can know How forcefully all its surrounding winds blow. For there in the center all’s peacefully calm While swirling around are explosions of bombs. But center is where all the chaos begins — In vertical columns air rises then spins. While most relish lull, others seek out the […]
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AGE HAS ITS PRIVILEGE – By Ray Gallucci When you are old and prone to mold, It matters not if you they’ll scold For skipping meetings by not heeding Platitudes they keep repeating. It’s right you’ve earned to choose to spurn What management claims you should learn. Once you have heard it all before, Their tired words are just […]
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AT HOHENSALZBURG – By Ray Gallucci (in Salzburg, Austria) Upon this mountain high All comers I defy With walls that can’t be scaled And Gates in iron veiled. Above my Town of Salt, I, Hohensalzburg Fort, Defend where Mozart grew And Von Trapp legend too. And though I may be old, My fires’ embers cold, My memory is […]
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