Ollie Lind Poetry

Who was it that said, “Parting is such sweet sorrow.” I sometimes turn to the bard to express feelings that could otherwise be mixed and misunderstood. In a couple of week friends are moving overseas for a couple of years. The wife is a senior partner in a large, international accounting firm and is going [...]

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Well, Obama has finally done it, it would seem. Following is a poem looking forward from here. Live well, Ollie Game On Black knight has won one fight. White queen down, not quite. All eyes turn towards the fall, towards the king, who stands so tall. Who can say what future brings? Sound the bell, [...]

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I don’t know about you, but there’s something about the snap in the air on a fresh autumn morning. I was driving down a street near the city on Saturday morning and I was struck by the many hued trees shedding their leaves. It was beautiful to see. Yet I saw a fellow angrily brushing [...]

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On Good Friday I did something I haven’t done for a very long time. I spent the entire day in solitude. I didn’t answer my mobile, no radio, no TV. Not a single word to a soul. Was I lonely? No. I recently read a book by Deepak Chopra regarding meditation. Please don’t rush to [...]

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I spend a great deal of my life assisting other’s to progress in their lives. It is the most satisfying and uplifting thing I know how to do. That’s not to say life is a simple journey from success to success. Anybody who says he has never failed either has never attempted to do anything, [...]

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