To consume what is not ours


Chili.jpg Christmas

A time of joy and togetherness

Where the sun shines beyond comfortable

on one side of earth


where the sky becomes screened with white and grey

on the other

In retrospect

there has been a year

of revolving painful insecurities

leading to turning the other cheek

to a disaster of extinction of flora and fauna

all year round

forgotten at the time of celebration


Recorded music entices blackouts

throughout each man’s castle

at this time of year


Who’s got a hand on the control

Who is in control

when the death toll rises

as sea levels consume the landscape


The exagerated theatrical plays

constantly performed

at the same time each year by political oponents

requesting we believe

there is no change


When it’s gone

there’s no use crying



Hidden Truth

Sassafras – The Dandenongs, Victoria, Australia


Take me into the woods

there’s no escape from the recreation of the dark mind

I want to reclaim our lost ground


The endless forest will be Soul cleansing

Can you baptise me with no reason or rhyme

then submerge and counterbalance the desire

with the rain

that will change the circumstance of loss


You want to remodel

restore and reinvent?

Now is the time to shower me with insight and logic

so I may see the truth behind your veil


Be Brave

bee on magnolia

Native bee on a Magnolia



without direction


Feeling distant with a surrounding barrier

invisible to those that cross



without control

knocked out

for surrender

to the passion

that leads to destruction


Guilty of mistakes

that lead to fateful fears and tears


Dreams shattered


Lives  connected

with soulful messages

to the collective


When the views of the population change the views of management change

Systems will change

Agreements can be made

Be brave


Brobdingnagian (gigantic)

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Brindabella ranges – bordering new South wales and Canberra, ACT, Australia

Weighed down by environmental influences

Mother earth descends

Facing the edge of the precipice

Where the  overhanging face will be paralysed

Mother earth cries

The influence of institutional power

regulating a floating future

Mother earth dies

With the David and Goliath contest

Between  sub-alpine snow gums surviving frozen wastelands

And political prowess

Determining future generational growth

Mother earth is barren


Biting off more than you can chew


The distinct smell of rainfall on parched ground

Delivers a sensory impression of spring blossom


The voices of summer

Contradict the slight coolness of a soft breeze

Raising the issue of  illusion

Of the magician

That you were


Taking it too far

‘Biting off more than you could chew’

Consuming all

Until all that was left was the mortuary

Of your soul