David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 7,362 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

81. Blake - (Before Birth) . 9/30/2005
82. Bleak Psychosis 2/17/2013
83. Blind Man's Buff 10/5/2012
84. Blood, Red Blood... 9/6/2014
85. Blue Mountain Coffee 12/18/2005
86. Body Swap 3/9/2015
87. Bon Voyage 2/23/2016
88. Bone Reef 8/8/2016
89. Bones! 1/16/2009
90. Books & Nooks 4/5/2013
91. Born For Raising Hell! 10/4/2014
92. Buried Alive! 12/29/2009
93. Bush Meeting 2/22/2013
94. Butterflies 1/3/2015
95. By Miners Hands 9/18/2005
96. Byron Bay 10/12/2005
97. Cape Grace 2/1/2017
98. Castle Krake 5/5/2017
99. Castle Walls 9/18/2005
100. Catherine Gables 9/17/2005
101. Charlie's Room 3/19/2014
102. Chimneys Of Lime 10/4/2005
103. China 10/24/2005
104. China Blue 6/14/2012
105. China Song (Zhong Guo Ge Qu) 12/28/2007
106. Chinese Box 10/25/2008
107. Chinglish Ai 12/6/2006
108. Cliff House 11/18/2008
109. Cliffhanger 9/10/2014
110. Close To The Edge 1/8/2012
111. Cock O' The North 1/25/2016
112. Cockroach Castle 4/3/2014
113. Cold, Cold Heart 6/28/2013
114. Coma! 1/3/2014
115. Courting Disaster 10/26/2012
116. Crab Island Light 6/3/2008
117. Crème De La Crème 12/8/2013
118. Cricket! 12/4/2009
119. Crimson Dawn 12/23/2014
120. Crossed Wires 5/17/2013
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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