David Lewis Paget

Silver Star - 4,499 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

1001. Woman 3/30/2008
1002. Woman In Black 11/4/2012
1003. Woman In Child 9/18/2005
1004. Woman Of Stone 3/15/2012
1005. Wood Men 1/25/2013
1006. Words 9/30/2005
1007. Would He Even Know Me Now? 3/4/2008
1008. Wrong Mountain! 12/18/2014
1009. Wry! 11/6/2009
1010. Www. 6/9/2008
1011. Wych Elm 9/18/2005
1012. Yesterdays Lost 2/11/2013
1013. Yggdrasil 10/27/2009
1014. You Can'T Come In! 7/17/2014
1015. You Can'T Go Out Today! 10/4/2013
1016. You Were Only Talking... 2/22/2008
1017. You'Ve Got Magic! 4/30/2009
1018. Zanzibar! 12/14/2014
1019. Zombie 4/13/2013
1020. Zorga's Gate 7/27/2013
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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The Water Tower

I sit and stare at this empty page,
The wind howls long at the winter eaves,
The cloud is heavy, and black with rage
As squalls dance in through the myrtle leaves.

While deep inside in the cottage gloom
My love lies weary, cocooned in dreams,
I hear her cry in the darkened room
Call out one name from a nightmare scene.

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