calm, a beginning
Her image stays, lives
within me
I hear her whispers in
my dreams
I see her strolling in
my room
She feeds my creativity
I need balance between
before and present
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
She slept there, so
calm, a beginning Her image stays, lives within me I hear her whispers in my dreams I see her strolling in my room She feeds my creativity I need balance between before and present 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 |