David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 4,746 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

761. The Myth Maker 1/11/2013
762. The Naked Grotto -new- 8/21/2016
763. The Naked Lady Of Houghton Hall 1/20/2015
764. The Non-Event 2/19/2015
765. The Note 3/23/2015
766. The Old Man In The Park 10/18/2014
767. The Old Ones 2/22/2013
768. The Old Wife's Mood 9/18/2005
769. The Other Side Of The Coin 1/18/2014
770. The Owls In Chandler's Wood 10/10/2013
771. The Paper Girl 11/2/2014
772. The Parchment Scroll 10/8/2014
773. The Party Prank 10/5/2014
774. The Passing 11/24/2012
775. The Pearl 5/7/2015
776. The Pearls Of Verna Boone 8/10/2009
777. The Pen 9/29/2005
778. The Perennial Bachelor 4/17/2014
779. The Perfect Circle 4/13/2015
780. The Peterloo Massacre 9/21/2012
781. The Phantom Bus 1/6/2015
782. The Phone Call 8/20/2015
783. The Picnic In The Wood 7/5/2012
784. The Pier Of Dreams 1/5/2014
785. The Pilot Who Never Came Back 9/18/2012
786. The Pirate Brig & The Cove 3/24/2014
787. The Pitiless Knight 2/13/2013
788. The Plot 12/30/2008
789. The Poem 3/29/2013
790. The Poem Of Ellery Caine 5/14/2013
791. The Poet Tree 8/5/2016
792. The Poetry Barn 11/22/2015
793. The Poetry Course 6/28/2012
794. The Port Of Dreams 3/7/2014
795. The Portrait Of Rachel Fayne 1/21/2010
796. The Pot Belly Stove 2/19/2014
797. The Practice Run 1/22/2014
798. The Prescient Vest 1/26/2014
799. The Press & Rickety Dan 9/21/2013
800. The Priest That Said Repent! 10/8/2013
Best Poem of David Lewis Paget

Swan Song

Her hair was as black as a starling's tail,
Her cheeks as pale as a swan,
Her eyes, like two slim moonstones, glowed
And her mouth was the Holy Grail.
She'd played in the dirt of the village street
So long ago, so long...
She'd swum in the pools of the mountain stream,
But now, that girl had gone.

While I still rise with the early bird
To tend to my father's fields,
As the only son of an only son
I watched the woman leave.
She cried sweet tears as she said farewell
And vowed to come back, and soon,
But the village streets of a western ...

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Death Of An Airman

‘Abis, Ackerman, Benson and Blunt,
Stand to attention and look to the front,
Chiswell and Barnett
Who told you to fall out,
You’d think this was bush week
Or a Boy Scout Camp call-out;
Get back into line or I might have you all out
Tonight…
Did you hear what I said to you, Argent? ’

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