David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget Poems
- Trench Warfare From trench to trench You followed me, to ...
- For A Social Worker What spark in you Is this that burns To...
- Beddgelert - (Pron. Beth-Geler... ‘There once was a Prince ...
- The Water Tower I sit and stare at this empty page, The ...
- Dunkirk They came from a line of fishermen, Way back, two ...
- To Bed! To Bed! ‘To bed! To bed! ' Said Sleepy-head; ...
- The Telephone Box The footsteps echoed on cobblestones When ...
AUSTRALIAN POET. Born in Nottingham, lived in Great Barr, Birmingham, until the age of 13, when migrated to Australia. Lived in Adelaide, joined Air Force at 21 and became Instrument Fitter. Began writing poetry during duty crew and guard weekends. In 1976 fulltime to Flinders University of South Australia, Bachelors degree in English and History. Wrote and published a magazine for the unemployed called 'Bread'. Wrote and published monthly magazines 'Trader's Gate' and 'Central Yorke Peninsula Mercury' for three years in the late 1980's. Ran printing and publishing business Mushroom Graphics until 1990, then Cottage Print until 2005. Gave up poetry for five years, and wrote eight novels in ... more »
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From trench to trench
You followed me, to speed
My penance at the midnight hour of life,
Once all was lost, and mine the greater need
You came again, to gloat, and turn the knife.
It’s always been the same
A thrust, then grief;
A few yards forward, then dig in, and damn the cost,
We worried at the borders of belief
To count advantage first, but never loss!
I can’t remember peace,
There’s never been
A time for me when war was not the game,
Each word a bullet, spat from lips that screamed;
You drank your deadly cocktails, then took ...