This is a place of dreams, and in a dream I met a maiden in the wood full of enchanment. And then the god Pan stood beside her and urged me on … but…... More

He told me one day that if I stood in the quietness that comes in the evening when the wind has dropped and the sun has warmed the earth, and if I listened, I would hear the whispers.... More

Bob Grace was a farm worker who lived in a lean-to, or an old shed. He was an important part of my childhood. But this poem came about when I took my young son Mark to visit him.... More

‘In the beginning’ you were there, unremembered though you may be. And remembering who and what you are is a long journey and a wonderous story. You were there beyond time, and moved into time and place. But take the journey for yourself, or read my view of it.... More

Sometimes you encounter someone who has nothing to attract attention outwardly. It might be because of an ill shaped face, an unattractive body, they give up and pull back from a full engagement. But sometimes it has another effect. They go on to develop inner qualities that shine through the perso... More

Here again love is expressed using the tree – a sacred tree. IT speaks about how one life can be entwined with another, and how even dying is a sacrament.... More

As I have often beein in the role of a teacher, I realised I had a love and hate relaxtionship with it. Here is poem about one day while locked in that dilemna.... More

Writing about the busy buzz of city life compared with the wonderful heat and quiet of an afternoon in Melbourne.... More

Nature gives us such amazing instruction as to who we are and what capable of. So in wayside flower I see resurrection.... More

I often wonder when people tell me they do not believe in God, whether they are unable to feel deeply enough. And I am not talking about the God of churches, but of the glory around and within us. And here is a poem about one such glory I felt.... More

Silly old Chinese man know much wisdom through being such fool. Fool knows much because he know nothing. ... More

What we see of ugliness or beauty in another person’s face is, in the end, only reflection of our own blindness or ability to sense.... More

Some seasons of your life are like a cruel winter. But if you keep watching the seasons you gradually get a wider view, a kinder view of life.... More

It came upon me in my garden, As I stood one morning Drinking in the sweet beauty Of the flowers and herbs Flirting gently with the bees. Then, in the quiet place Of space and mind, I saw the autumn coming In the leaves, As death began to curl them.... More

One lovely summer a beautiful woman came into my arms. It was more wonderful than I could imagine. Then I lost her, and That Place tries to describe the loning to find her again. Though really it wasn’t single woman that I longed for, but the wonderful sense of being wanted, living alone for year... More

So much pain can arise from missunderstanding. And in this case it was a silly mistake on my part that caused me so much misery.... More