The universe has a wicked sense of humour and I don't always laugh. I had determined to be an aspect of Love and to find Peace and Love...

Just fingerprints on the handrail of my memories The world I knew has lost its smell, it’s shape Uneasy silences, conspiracies have...

T’was the year they called The One Of Twenty One For many folks it wasn’t much fun While the rest of us stood by, bemused, peaceful and...

Choice is a word they use for good things, here – choice day, choice person, choice book … but the word haunts my every dream and...

“New shoes! That’s what I wanted for Christmas!” Maxine whined. “New shoes, Mum, that’s all I had on my list!” “Yes, dear, I know about...

July 15th, 2014, 5.00 am, Uluru, Australia The pale Englishman unfurled from his desert tent, the shy morning sun glowed orange on the...

Writing is a most peculiar sport: a solitary activity to create a public spectacle. It’s definitely not a team sport and our only...