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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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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A young lady calls me from time to time. We have never met but I, as a writer, imagine what she is like. I try to create a past, present and future for the disembodied voice on the telephone. This gives me a character I can relate to. I hope you enjoy. Live well, Ollie [...]

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I have mentioned a couple of times that I try to have at least one meaningful conversation with someone every day. The other day I was privileged to have just such a conversation. His name is Aleks and he is a Sales Manager. I have trained and mentored him for a while now and we [...]

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This weekend we had Super Sunday. The cricket was on between Australia and India, the soccer grand final was next door between Newcastle Jets and Central Coast Mariners. Both venues were packed and the TV audience would have been in the millions. Have you ever wondered why we have such a fascination for sport? I [...]

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