an unusual blazing plague
with poetry inscribing his past
A magnolia with forked branches
gave shade to his lying place
His would-be a bright future
a loving father
gave way to heroism
is this all worth in answer to a gentle call of duty
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
With tears he was sent into the grave
an unusual blazing plague with poetry inscribing his past A magnolia with forked branches gave shade to his lying place His would-be a bright future a loving father gave way to heroism is this all worth in answer to a gentle call of duty 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 |