off the tree like a shaving machine the
tree’s soul sends out beautiful poetry the
sound of wavering leaves the expression
of outstretched branches the poems
come out in series now tell me can the wind
destroy what the tree creates
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
the jealous wind scrapes the peelings
off the tree like a shaving machine the tree’s soul sends out beautiful poetry the sound of wavering leaves the expression of outstretched branches the poems come out in series now tell me can the wind destroy what the tree creates 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 |