Here is the poem I meant to put up yesterday. It is in the style of most of the poetry I wrote in the late seventies, early eighties - quirky and a bit silly, but inspired by my hero poets of the day. If you're reading on your i-phone, turn it sideways for a better read. The Tapestry Powder ... READ the POST

Missed my deadline last month, so no 'September' in my archives. Nothing I can do to change that, even with modern technology. But who knows what AI will get up to, or IS getting up to. Something happened with my iPhone the other day that had even my very tech savvy son-in-law puzzled. I had ... READ the POST

I wrote in my last blog about Archie Roach's Memoir 'Tell Me Why.' It's taken me a while to finish the book as my reading time is limited to the evenings and mostly in bed. This book stirred some deep emotions in me. As those of you who have read my memoir may remember, we spent three months ... READ the POST

I sat here at my computer, in my office/writer's studio, overlooking the farm that I love and have been a part of for so long, contemplating what I was going to share with you today. I wondered for a moment if anyone really cares. There is one couple - old friends - who tell me they look forward to ... READ the POST

I've been thinking about how uniquely artists see the world. And before I go any further, I recently realised how often I use the phrase 'I've been thinking ....' Do most of us have oft-used phrases unique to ourselves. And what do these phrases say about us? Plenty I would imagine. I know I am a ... READ the POST

Written December 1978 (If you are reading this on your i-phone, turn the phone sideways for a better read. Computers have a habit of deciding how to form lines, which, to my frustration, alters the rhythm of the poem.) Footprintsof intermittent gullsas sharp and fine as this day's faith in ... READ the POST