David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 4,994 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

961. Thicker Than Water 2/21/2015
962. This Is Where Reason Stops! 4/7/2014
963. Threatening Rain 1/9/2015
964. Three Ships... 11/2/2008
965. Three Starlings 10/4/2005
966. Thy Will Be Done! 8/15/2009
967. Tick Tock! 12/10/2009
968. Time Knows No Passages 9/17/2005
969. Time Out! 3/16/2013
970. To Bed! To Bed! 1/25/2015
971. To Fox And Hounds 8/19/2015
972. To My 7 Children 3/16/2009
973. To My Wives 12/24/2007
974. To Sleep, Perchance To Dream 3/25/2013
975. Tongues Of Thorns 9/18/2005
976. Tongue-Tied 3/14/2015
977. Too Many Women 9/21/2014
978. Topsy Turvy 5/25/2014
979. Toxic Assets 3/28/2009
980. Trench Warfare 9/30/2005
981. Trick Or Treat 10/31/2014
982. Trip To Nowhere 6/20/2010
983. Tunnel Love -new- 9/18/2016
984. Turn Of The Knife 12/28/2015
985. Twenty Years Down - (The Beatles) 10/4/2005
986. Two Hundred Years After Cook 9/28/2005
987. Two Paths... 1/1/2015
988. Two Pigeons 1/18/2014
989. Two Steps Closer To Hell 2/25/2016
990. Uncle 2/1/2013
991. Under The City Streets 3/14/2013
992. Underneath The Ice 4/17/2012
993. Up In The Attic 9/20/2012
994. Vain Imaginings 9/18/2005
995. Vanishing Point 11/9/2012
996. Ve Haf Vays... 6/7/2009
997. Voice In The Wind 9/4/2012
998. Waiting For You! 10/18/2015
999. Walking On Broken Glass -new- 9/22/2016
1000. Walpurgisnacht 12/30/2012
Best Poem of David Lewis Paget

For A Social Worker

What spark in you
Is this that burns
To comfort one
Whose well is pain,
That turns the nightmare
End of dreams
To thoughts of worth
From where they came?

And what the essence
Of your creed
That parts the cloud
In every stare,
You spend your lightning,
Spill each need
Then dredge and heal
Each long despair.

While at the mortgaged
End of dearth
They steal your essence,
Bleed your will,
To leave you sworn
To tears or mirth
While those who care...
Care for you still.

12 April 1984

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Sink Or Swim

The sea of storms came in
To batter our barley coast,
I was determined to sink or swim,
You to be drowned, and lost.
The lightning struck at our moorings,
The thunder silenced our needs,
The wind howled out our candles
And darkness caught at our creed.

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