David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 9,376 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

High. - Poem by David Lewis Paget

I’ve no use
For your snow or your grass,
Your horse or your hash
Or your stone type trash;
I can get high
On the breeze and the sky,
The storm passing by
And the lightning flash.

I’ve no time
For your joint or your weed,
Your smack, or the creed
Of the junk you need;
I can get stoned
On a beech or a rowan,
A sail headed home
Or a sunflower seed..

Life’s too short
For your H and your coke,
A head full of dope
Or the joints you smoke;
I get my kicks
Where you don’t need a fix,
With old-fashioned chicks
And the gentlefolk.

17 May 1977

Comments about High. by David Lewis Paget

  • (10/8/2007 10:20:00 PM)

    Totally agree! Those disgusting things have never appealed to me, either. I've always said I need to keep all the brains I've got! And have you seen the senseless stuff the druggers write in the name of poetry? Deliver me! (Report)Reply

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  • (9/26/2007 7:38:00 PM)

    Very nice, and very true, , , , You even named a few that I didnt remember.
    Nothing like 'O' natural
    Thanks for sharing.
    'Keep on inking the Pages'

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 5, 2012

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