in a breeze
yellow leaves dance
at a glance
of the surround
a flash of thought
brings back a moment of solitude
when vacant mind
saw nothing except dismay
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
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in a breeze yellow leaves dance at a glance of the surround a flash of thought brings back a moment of solitude when vacant mind saw nothing except dismay 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 |