time escapes outside
along an untrue line, oh mine
can't leap out of the lead bag of singing
she keeps on singing and singing and singing
which is so nerve calming
will she ever be beyond
is it necessary
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
inside a heavy shawl she hides
time escapes outside along an untrue line, oh mine can't leap out of the lead bag of singing she keeps on singing and singing and singing which is so nerve calming will she ever be beyond is it necessary I welcome constructive but not rude comments.
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AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |