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(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

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  • Gnossienne (4/12/2014 12:30:00 PM)

    Congratulations on the Outstanding Achievement Award and here's hoping the latest novel gets in print. What an honour for a writer!

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  • Karen Gonzalez-videla (6/14/2013 12:12:00 PM)

    I read one of your poems and I wrote a comment saying that if you became a poet once I would buy your works. I did not know you actually were one already. I just became a member of this website, though I love poetry. I also love music and reading all types of books, so I'm going to read your novels too. One thing I loved about your poems is that I felt a really nice connection to it. Keep writing, though you just gained a fan!

  • Laura Inès Nùñez Cremades (7/17/2010 11:11:00 AM)

    Faded love letters: truthfull, sincere, simple (it`s a compliment!) , very seweet
    Laura

  • Faeo Lyre Clive (4/30/2010 2:02:00 AM)

    Bravo Sir!
    You are an advantage and a cause of joy to the literati.
    Keep the flag flying.
    Oh!
    Your epoch is made.

  • Duncan Wyllie (7/7/2009 5:12:00 PM)

    David is a excellent example of how a human can show true compassion and greatness
    of spirit! ! !

    GOD BLESS YOU DAVID

    Love duncan x

  • Risha : Ahmed (3/15/2008 11:58:00 PM)

    A real gentleman, with a heart of GOLD!

  • Lisa Wilkinson (3/30/2007 5:01:00 PM)

    A superb genuine caring writer who shows great expression in his work. I like Davids style as its so similar to mine and reminds me of mine. Will keep in touch and keep reading. Dont miss this writer. All the best David.Lisa

  • Susie Sunshine (3/13/2007 6:48:00 PM)

    Hi David I was just wondering if you were aware that my name and your name. Are at the top right hand corner. Did you see? David do you know how I can post my poems at poemsabout.com> Please write back Susie Sunshine

Leaving

Your fingertips seem just out of reach,
like the lifeline to a drowning man.
Tears haze my eyes,
like the morning mist.
You are going,
but why, I don’t understand..
There has been no words between us,
no anger, no cries of rage.
Your suitcase is by the door,

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