David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget Poems
|361.||Mother Of The Bride||11/21/2013|
|362.||Ms Found In A Belfry||9/30/2008|
|364.||My Lady Jane||11/16/2014|
|370.||Never Come Here Again!||1/15/2015|
|371.||Never The God...||9/18/2005|
|372.||New Souls For Old||8/1/2013|
|373.||Next Time Around||5/20/2014|
|378.||No Man's Land||1/6/2009|
|379.||Nobody's Girl -new-||6/16/2017|
|380.||No-Name The Cat||9/18/2005|
|383.||Now That I'M Mad||10/4/2005|
|387.||Of Comets And Bats||5/22/2017|
|388.||Of Loss And Love||6/16/2015|
|390.||On My Mother's 80th.||9/18/2005|
|391.||On The Death Of John Lennon||9/30/2005|
|392.||On The Death Of My Father||9/17/2005|
|393.||On The Lam||11/29/2012|
|394.||On The Other Side Of The Door||10/8/2014|
|395.||On The Raising Of The Mary Rose||9/30/2005|
|396.||On Your 48th.||9/18/2005|
|397.||Once All The Books Are Gone!||9/26/2014|
|398.||Once, When The World Of Trees....||9/17/2005|
|399.||One By One...||7/20/2006|
|400.||One Lonely Night||9/17/2005|
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 ...
‘Where are you going, Sally Ann
Now the nights have become so dark,
Why do you get so restless, say
You want to walk in the park? '
I thought to sit by the fireside
Each time that she ventured out,
It's cold and damp by the streetlight lamp,
So what was it all about?