David J. Gluck was born in Sacramento, Ca. As a young boy, his family moved to Iowa where he has lived most of his life since. David entered the Army after High School and spent his tour in Dexheim, Germany during the time the Berlin Wall was crumbling and Europe was changing. After he returned home to the U.S., he worked as a pressman for a small-town newspaper before pursuing an over-the-road truck-driving career. During his career driving, he has visited each of the Continental 48 States and continues to do so as he is still driving and writing poetry. "Life's Pages: A Book of Poetry; People, Places, and Things" is his first volume of poetry. His second one "Paper And Granite: Between The Markings" is due out near the end of 2009.

                                       First poem in Life's Pages

I'm a Poet, If You Must

Some may think that I’m a writer, some may think I’m opinionated,
Others may think I’m an opinionated writer, but what do they know?
I’m a poet, if you must!

My politics don’t matter and neither does my religion, education, eliteness or lack there of,
Society need not know whether I was black, white, rich, poor, nationale or foreign.
It need not matter whether I loved women, men, both or neither,
Whether I was friend or foe to you and yours or theirs.

Some may say that for purpose of art I put words together, but I am not an artist, from them I draw my words.
The beauty of their paintings, drawings, sculptures, architecture, landscaping and destruction are the conversations of these pages.

There are those that may think I desire fame and fortune by making music out of my words, further from the truth they couldn’t be and the reason is simple,
These words at that point would only be temporary without chance of lasting throughout the ages.

They call me conservative, liberal, right winger, left winger, ideological, philosophical, idealistic, indecisive, moronical,
They add to that straight, gay, homophobic, religious, theistic, atheistic, Christian, Jew, Muslim, dirt.
They say that I am immoral, elite, too poor to have a thought,
I have no vision or worthiness,
I haven’t the value of the educators, politicians, preachers, studied, well versed.
To them I say, “say what you will and draw your own conclusions.  Then turn the pages of this book so that I may also connect to you.”
See, my goal is not to thrive on fortune and fame or drive home some non-important contemporary view.
I strive to reach out to those in need in the most important way and showing them they’re not alone.
I strive to reach across societal boundaries and connect with all of humanity.
That is who I am and what I do,
I am a poet, if you must!

I like…

historic, black pick-ups
along with the new,
a big trucks bouncing
and a little ones too.

Riding down the highway
or just across the lawn,
I'm gonna keep a drivin'
‘til my drivin’ days are done.

                                   First poem in Paper And Granite

Until Still

To write of death is still
to write of life until
there is no more at all;
no more except the fall
of breathlessness within,
when next voyage begins;
when those left to – must live,
and those taken – still give;
we write of heartache caused
when breath forever paused
and mem-ry became all
on which living may call.
Death is part of life
its pain cuts like a knife;
unreal to mind at first;
too real for mind – a burst,
a shot – too real to cope;
a dose of no more hope;
reality – too real –
for mind to really deal
with all that’s left undone.
Clear sky – yet see no sun,
no cloud, no ground, no fun,
‘til all is said and done.
The ground is now her home;
we’re left above to roam
aimless – yet guided by
the light – she is – so high;
so high – so high above;
shooting us full of love
so we may live until
our lives – and breaths – are still.

I currently call the small town of Shenandoah, Iowa my home. I enjoy golfing, camping, spending time with my children and just "hanging out" out back with neighbors in or near the garage whenever I have the opportunity to do so.

Truck Driving is my profession, depicting life through poetry is my passion.

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