Ollie Lind Poetry

I have always found it ironic how we tend to judge others on our personal views of virtue. We rush to criticize and yet, so often, merely reinforce our own prejudice. When I was at primary school we had a young African boy join our class. He was the object of much attention. Some boys [...]

Read Full Post »

There are some people I know who tell me they are not creative at all. I sigh to myself when I hear that because I believe we all have the capacity to create. It may be relationships or business or a family as a father or mother. It doesn’t have to be a painting or [...]

Read Full Post »

The other evening I was walking along Devonshire Street in Surry Hills here in Sydney. I was returning from a martial arts class and, in spite of the cold weather, was as warm as toast and feeling invigorated. I call Kung Fu ‘ten ways to choke a bloke.’ (just kidding) I was approaching a hotel [...]

Read Full Post »