David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 6,472 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

921. The Star 9/18/2005
922. The Starlings Have To Be Fed! 4/28/2015
923. The Stepfather 6/22/2015
924. The Stoker 3/19/2009
925. The Storm & The Tall-Ship Pier 11/2/2013
926. The Storyline 8/20/2013
927. The Storyteller 8/22/2014
928. The Strongman 11/10/2016
929. The Submarine 7/27/2016
930. The Switch 8/14/2015
931. The Tale On A Bloodied Screed 12/29/2014
932. The Tale That Couldn'T Be Told 5/20/2015
933. The Tattooed Man 8/24/2010
934. The Telegram 9/30/2005
935. The Telephone Box 12/5/2013
936. The Temptation 1/10/2015
937. The Temptress 10/10/2016
938. The Ten-0-One 10/9/2015
939. The Terror 11/24/2014
940. The Terrorist 1/14/2009
941. The Thing In The Tent 7/19/2013
942. The Threat Of The Weaker Sex 12/18/2014
943. The Tide Is Coming In! 7/30/2014
944. The Tiger 9/18/2005
945. The Time Has Come... 4/11/2008
946. The Timeless Cave In The Cliff 9/15/2014
947. The Toadstool Man 12/7/2013
948. The Tourist Plan 7/27/2012
949. The Tower 11/17/2013
950. The Train 10/5/2013
951. The Train Ii 11/1/2016
952. The Tree By Calder's Gap 9/1/2013
953. The Tree That Wouldn't Shut Up! 1/4/2016
954. The Trove At Bioda Mor 8/5/2010
955. The Tryst 8/23/2012
956. The Turncoat 9/28/2005
957. The Twin With The Purple Heart 2/25/2010
958. The Tyburn Jig 1/21/2014
959. The Undertaker 2/19/2013
960. The Unwelcome Guest 8/28/2016
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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