Christmas time is Summer time in New Zealand. This poem is for those who find Christmas more than they can handle at times.

My Journey to a Foreign Land.

A 60 word story.

When peace washes over you it is like a beautiful tide.

A poem.

A hackers/philosophers/free thinking group that’s been around for quite a while.

Angry love poem.

You bring out the best in me.

A dark poem about the end of humanity.

False opposites of perceptible reorganization.