David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget Poems
|1042.||Too Many Women||9/21/2014|
|1046.||Trick Or Treat||10/31/2014|
|1047.||Trip To Nowhere||6/20/2010|
|1049.||Turn Of The Knife||12/28/2015|
|1050.||Twenty Years Down - (The Beatles)||10/4/2005|
|1051.||Two Hundred Years After Cook||9/28/2005|
|1054.||Two Steps Closer To Hell||2/25/2016|
|1055.||Two To Choose||12/18/2016|
|1057.||Under The City Streets||3/14/2013|
|1058.||Underneath The Ice||4/17/2012|
|1060.||Up In The Attic||9/20/2012|
|1063.||Ve Haf Vays...||6/7/2009|
|1064.||Voice In The Wind||9/4/2012|
|1065.||Waiting For You!||10/18/2015|
|1066.||Walking On Broken Glass||9/22/2016|
|1068.||War Of Words||10/15/2013|
|1069.||Waters Into Wine||9/17/2005|
|1070.||Wattle & Daub||6/3/2009|
|1073.||Well We Might||9/18/2005|
|1074.||What Happened To The Day?||10/17/2008|
|1076.||What's In A Name?||5/7/2008|
|1077.||When Our Days Are Minutes...||9/17/2005|
|1078.||When Peggity Pulled The Cord||5/16/2013|
|1079.||When The Welsh Of Wales Go Home||9/18/2005|
|1080.||Where Are The Birds Of Wenzhou, Bei Bei||11/8/2005|
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 ...
Sir John De Vere
Sir John de Vere has took a quill
And set himself to sit and write
The sweetest love that is of men
To take unto his heart's delight.
And he has took a damsel fair
That flitteth by, beseemingly,
And with a strand of golden hair
Begun to weave her mystery.