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Hi, I live in a beautiful part of Spain but spend most of my time in Iraq where I work.

I have always travelled, left the UK more than 30 years ago and managed to keep my family together.

I have been through the mill a few times and always seem to come through wiser and happier.

I have been lonely, through the usual marriage turmoils, fired, hired, rich, broke.

If anyone wants a chat then please free. I am very upbeat about most things, politics excluded!







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"Dreams" by Langston Hughes
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 July 20th
...See more Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
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True Manliness by James Freeman Clarke, 1886
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 June 10th
...See more MANLINESS means perfect manhood, as womanliness implies perfect womanhood. Manliness is the character of a man as he ought to be, as he was meant to be. It expresses the qualities which go to make a perfect man, — truth, courage, conscience, freedom, energy, self-possession, self-control. But it does not exclude gentleness, tenderness, compassion and modesty. A man is not less manly, but more so, because he is gentle. In fact, our word ” gentleman ” shows that a typical man must also be a gentle man. By manly qualities the world is carried forward. The manly spirit shows itself in enterprise, the love of meeting difficulties and overcoming them. The resolution which will not yield, which patiently perseveres, and does not admit the possibility of defeat. It enjoys hard toil, rejoices in stern labour, is ready to make sacrifices, to suffer and bear disaster patiently. It is generous, giving itself to a good cause not its own, it is public-spirited, devoting itself to the general good with no expectation of reward.                It is ready to defend unpopular truth, to stand by those who are wronged, to uphold the weak. Having resolved, it does not go back, but holds on, through good and evil, sure that the right must win at last. And so it causes truth to prevail, and keeps up the standard of a noble purpose in the world.
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Multi tasking
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 June 5th
...See more It's a heck of a life when you don't have a wife and the man next door's got four!
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Cold feet by a Shy Poet!
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 May 31st
...See more Cold Feet In the depths of winter, my toes do protest, With a chill so biting, they demand a warm nest. They're icy and frozen, like popsicles in a row, "Why venture outside?" they cry, "when it's cozy here, you know?" But cold feet aren't just a temperature plight, They're also the jitters that give us a fright. When life offers a leap, a chance to soar, My feet say, "Hold on, let's think some more." I stood at the altar, ready for 'I do,' My feet turned to ice, and my groom had no clue. "Is it the weather?" he asked, with a puzzled peep, "No, dear," I sighed, "it's just cold feet." So here's to the feet, both chilly and scared, Who keeps life interesting, though nothing's prepared. Whether it's socks or courage that we need to seek, Let's warm up those toes and make the leap!
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A poem of hope for a fresh life of change and new experiences. By Luminz
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 May 30th
...See more Worn From Wear. But a few strips of leather am I. Now I've got some stitches in my side. A kind wrinkled face peers down at me. He mumbles wishes and good tides. I fall asleep and wake up to find I am now a pair of fine leather boots. A client buys with gold and a smile. I hope I am used and get covered in soot! My new purpose I wish to fulfill– To be of value by gentle abuse And cleaned each night with grateful care. Life as boots will surely be dull if I get no use! New master wears me on his way home To break the stiff new leather in, And as dusk settles he sets me beside his bed, And thus my new life begins. The next day he peers at my shining hide, As I stand so tall and proud. My first day of work shall now commence– Then master heaves a sigh aloud. He reaches down, my hopes soar high But his hand just glides on by. He slips upon old sandals of wood, And leaves taking a candle light. I wonder at this bizarre turn, And ponder it all day. When in the e'en he returns, I hope t'will be my turn to play. But alas! He comes home very late, And into bed he goes. He snuffs his candle without a glance, And of his weight his old bed groans. The years pass by, I get nary a use But on the occasional Sunday. O how I wish to be turned loose! And feel the dirt and sun's golden rays. My master dies, if you can call him that. His estate is swiftly sold. It doesn't sell for very much, For it is very old. I'm tossed in a box with other things, And loaded to a truck. The most excitement I've had for awhile! But I don't feel much luck. Shoved on a shelf among many other shoes, I hear their mournful cries. Some've been happy, many have had lives like mine. When a pair is chosen, we rejoice those times. Perhaps I will find someone new, Who'll love me as I'm meant. But for now I sit, gathering dust. It is my soul's lament! Finally a hand is laid Upon my icy skin And out I'm pulled and up I look To see a gentle grin. She dusts me off and again I shine, Though scuff and scratch I've few, But it seems she doesn't mind. To her I seem brand new! She buys me after a few other things With silver dollars four. And off she carries me again– Then on and out the door! The cobbles are wet, I'm splashed with mud And water and grime galor! On gravel and dirt my soles do tread And grass and weeds and more! She makes it home as more rain pours down, And off and beside the fire I go. But not too close, she's careful of. I'll be happy here, I know. She cleans and oils me with tender care, Much like the cobbler did. To bed and up in the morn again, And upon her feet I'm slid! I see so many wonders, So many things anew. I feel the wind and dirt and dust, And washed in the morning dew. Each morning eager hands reach down, To tug my now supple skin Onto eager feet that run And toil and twirl and spin. Here I'm happy, though here I know My life will sooner end. But a far richer finer life is had With twists and turns and bends.
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If at first you don't succeed..... A twist to William Edward Hickson's proverb by anon.
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 May 30th
...See more If at first you don't succeed... [https://allpoetry.com/poem/17765480-If-at-first-you-do-not-succeed...-by-AJK] Try again said father with a pointed stick Algebraic equations made my stomach sick Latin verb conjugations vocabulary obligations Amabo amabis amabit I simply couldn't learn it My weekly stand in line hands ready for the belt Schooled in perseverance a virtue I never felt Names and dates of battles Kings and Queens reigned Stand up and say by rote alas I failed to be trained Repeat after me and always remember this Torturers playing teachers were taking the Mickey Bliss!        (Rhyming slang for "taking the p1ss") 
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Be yourself (anon)
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 May 20th
...See more Just be yourself. Let people see the real imperfect, flawed, quirky, weird, beautiful person that you are. You have nothing to prove to anyone.
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A fairly Sad Tale by Dorothy Parker
Poetry / by David57
Last post
 May 10th
...See more I think that I shall never know Why I am thus, and I am so. Around me, other girls inspire In men the rush and roar of fire, The sweet transparency of glass, The tenderness of April grass, The durability of granite; But me- I don't know how to plan it. The lads I've met in Cupid's deadlock Were- shall we say?- born out of wedlock. They broke my heart, they stilled my song, And said they had to run along, Explaining, so to sop my tears, First came their parents or careers. But ever does experience Deny me wisdom, calm, and sense! Though she's a fool who seeks to capture The twenty-first fine, careless rapture, I must go on, till ends my rope, Who from my birth was cursed with hope. A heart in half is chaste, archaic; But mine resembles a mosaic- The thing's become ridiculous! Why am I so? Why am I thus?
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