Have I reached the summit? Of my Mt Kosciusko Is it time to retire? To the valley below Mt Beauty Or will I remain here? Within the shadows of ...

A winter chill draws near in the airMaking the trees shiver and shakeAs autumn dawns free and fairThe scent of pumpkin spice as people ...

The Chameleon says to her Mom, “I want to be many creatures and do many things, all at once.” Mom tells her she cannot ...

Everywhere I go,I see destruction. Right or left,Up or down. Righteous or wicked,Free or enslaved. “None of it matters,You don’t matter” Is their motto,In ...

one look is all we needto see the depth of someone’s greedthe chains to which they bide their timethat ensnared their souls to the ...

clip clop, clip clopdon’t let the sound betraythat steady beating rhythmof the horseman’s handy work tonight is the nightthe most ‘evil of nights’the time ...

Void – to be withoutThe lack thereofNot validNothing of value Constant reminders thatYour hair should be bone straightVoid of its waves, kinks and curls ...

Are you my other mother?Among the manyHeavensent for fatherTo feel whole again? The fire rages onIn his soul,In spite of hisLonely heart. I am ...

My brother swings open his office door, and a gecko scurries along. They trade looks. Briefcase slides off his sweaty palms, and he sits ...

At 3.00 am, I wish again For the harsh sands of time To soften, after tonight’s misty rain I wish, to learn something new every day Sometimes ...