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Warm greetings!

I'm only fluent in English, although I’ve spent most of my adult life in West Africa and the Middle East. I married at twenty-one when my wife was sixteen. We've had six sons and four daughters in our thirty-some years together. After being expelled from school at sixteen, I lasted three months in the Army. Then, I got my equivalency and graduated university at twenty-two. Some time later, I also dropped out of seminary after spending a few years studying archaic languages and Reformed theology.

I’ve always been self-employed, mostly working in war-torn deserts and jungles. Our family is in the midst of the Iraq war, where my oldest sons and I work as ‘carpetbaggers', a term coined after the US civil war from the carpet bags used by entrepreneurs as inexpensive luggage. It's a derogatory term, suggesting an exploiter who does not plan to stay and is used to describe outsiders attempting to gain political office or economic advantage, especially in areas (thematically or geographically) to which they previously had no connection. That just about sums up my work.

  • Member since July 18, 2007.
  • I'm a lapisLazuli dream poet for 335 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is , "Authority that can make us deny our feelings can make us do anything" - Nanna Svendsen.
  • I am a 52 year old man (Iraq)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm a 'carpetbagger' in the Middle East.
  • I support the site as a gold member
  • I am in the groups Rhyme and Meter Workshop
  • I have 335 comments

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  • The Between at sharepoetry
    Shattered mirror spin your peace,
    in silk that you concoct
  • Procrustus at sharepoetry
    Narcistic and neurotic, / old Procrustus was psychotic; / so, he cringed at the form / of anyone who passed along. / The Athens road he’d scupper / weary souls he'd take to supper. / Then, he’d give them a bed / that was too short or much

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  • Jalalbad on December 24, 2007
    happy holidays to you and blessings in the coming year.
  • rhondasail on December 6, 2007
    Your profile is as varied and interesting as your poetry. Be well, be safe, and be blessed. Peace to you, Rhonda
  • littlejen on November 5, 2007
    i really enjoy your poems. you have a unique spin that makes you original. when are you going to publish?

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