Poetry by Mike Mackay
Mike has always wanted to tell stories. Possibly due to his Scottish/Irish Heritage. These stories have taken many forms; novels, short stories, poems, and spoken. They are now seeing the light of day via his publisher.
In his work as an independent contractor in the IT Industry, he has created businesses, owned a five-star game farm, a one-star pub, driven trucks for his horse transport business, worked for a gangster, made money, lost money and made it again.
He is a fisherman, a hunter, a surfer, a scuba-diver, a polocrosse player, a black belt karateka, a tournament fighter.
He has worked on every continent and every business sector.
He has been married three times, has five biological children, three step-children and eight grandchildren. They live in England, South Africa, Australia and China.
Mike now lives back in the land of his birth, Australia.
According to gossip, his super-power is to be annoying.
Photography by: Matthew Mackay
Matthew Mackay is a photographer who has spent the last 4 years living and travelling hina. Whilst working as a teacher he has travelled the country extensively doing amazing things such as going to traditional Chinese New Year events, seeing the countries amazing history such as the terracotta warriors, visiting the panda’s in Chengdu, traveling, China’s Hawaii, Sanya and camping on the great wall of China.He uses his photography to capture the day to day life of things we often overlook. His work gives us a brief moment to pause and see the beauty in the nanoseconds of time.
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The son in China was
The father in the land of Oz
They shared what they were doing
What works they were accruing
Some poems the father had written
With photography, the son was smitten
Then a joint epiphany
It was serendipity
Put them in one book
How would that look?
One poem with one photo, they conceived
How would that be received?
They ran the idea past a Muse
Who said the work needed many hues
They did three
Just to see
Off to a Publisher, they went
To a Critic, their work was sent
They waited in trepidation
For the result of this examination
The Publisher and Critic liked what they did see
But said, must do fourty, not just three.
This they then did do
For them to review
Then a Cover Designer did supply
Something most pleasing to the eye
And here we are, not yet done
For yet, there is more to come
Volume II sits with poems, photos and themes
Volume III is full of dreams
