This is a story about a person who experiences the meaning of life. I wrote this after relising how hard life could be and after seeing a lot of people becoming greedy.
Enjoy.

Just last night I dreamt of my deceased Grandma. We travelled across the parched land.

Flying dreams form a great deal of my nighttimes’ wanderings. I even teach others how to fly in my dreams.

What about these bold and fearless girls?

Luminous Sapphires are September’s joy.

Emeralds invoke memories together.

An ode in several parts to blooms. Of the Rose initially…

Short verse about attitude.

My favourite of the many beautiful coastal walks in Sydney.

A poem for those we’ve loved then lost – with a knowlege that eternity will bring the lovers together again one day.