David Lewis Paget

Nottingham, England/live in Australia
David Lewis Paget
Nottingham, England/live in Australia
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A Blank Page

This page is white as a white can be
Til I lift my pen and trace
A scrawl of black from an inky sac,
A tale of the human race.
I pick and choose, who wins, who lose
Their brief duet with fate,
Who twist and turn as they live and learn
To dance at my garden gate.

I paint in the cliffs and the sky above,
The shingle, down on the shore,
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Friday, March 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 23 March 2015
Awesome ballad! Written in splendid rhyming flow with great twists n turns and surprise with the snake. Scenic imagery makes yor bland paper come to life in poetic ink. Great to read u again!
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Douglas Scotney 20 March 2015
I think I'm taking that message to heart David, but when is enough enough?
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