Can a poet raise his head from the… these days? Can he take in the com… Or would he only be able to say, “the world is too much wit… They all seem to say the same thin…

There are so many things forgotten… but only a mere handful remembered… and among those unforgotten ones, many wait, hovering on the cliff o… If I could just collect up all th…

The morning brings the cockatoos clicking and clattering on the rai… waiting for the morning feed, eyeing off the company, non-human, just birds. Light yellow crowns

I saw the plane land, confidently,… bearing its burden of precious hum… I saw its torpedo shape, its mothe… its excited colours on the tarmac. I saw it taxi gracefully to a stan…

We are running out of breath in th… to avoid our fate, avoid ourselves… make a new fate, make ourselves an… We are at the beachhead and the wa… are boiling in like playful, malic…

The fall of the leaves of autumn carpet our path, making mud like blood underfoot. Or is it blood like mud

Living with constant fears is like red wine spilt on white ca… or trees uprooted from the bank of a river too often in flood. It’s looking backwards

Oh Mother Earth, kiss my cheek wi… you alone belong to yourself while… Preserve us from the evil plans th… puncture your heart and anger your… Oh Mother Earth, keep us at one w…

I want to step lightly in time, put the easy malice down, the outbreaks of outrage, the uncertainty of love. I want to complete the circle

I don’t believe in a god represent… by evil priests and false prophets… and spoken of by politicians for p… a puppet for the maniacs of greed. I don’t believe in a god who has

There is solace in the bush, among… there is redemption laying on the… by the river as the troubles flow… There is peace to be found in the… of the mountains to the West.