David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 7,849 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

David Lewis Paget Poems

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

For A Social Worker

What spark in you
Is this that burns
To comfort one
Whose well is pain,
That turns the nightmare
End of dreams
To thoughts of worth
From where they came?

And what the essence
Of your creed
That parts the cloud
In every stare,
You spend your lightning,
Spill each need
Then dredge and heal
Each long despair.

While at the mortgaged
End of dearth
They steal your essence,
Bleed your will,
To leave you sworn
To tears or mirth
While those who care...
Care for you still.

12 April 1984

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Another World

Walking among the Autumn leaves
On a cold and blustery day,
Between an avenue of trees
As the daylight passed away,
The shadows lengthened across my path
And my way was hit or miss,
As a sudden wind would seem to blend
My other world, with this.

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