David Lewis Paget

Nottingham, England/live in Australia
David Lewis Paget
Nottingham, England/live in Australia
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On The Death Of My Father

Rating: 4.1

My brain has turned to ash, and yes,
My mouth is dust,
And love is grief, and death is
But the loss of trust;
While life is paupered, futures turn,
Feed on the past,
And dwell on words you might have…
If I’d only asked!

No point to dwell again, but yet

I must, I will;
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John Ahern 02 December 2017

Rhyme or not to rhyme, I like both, well written, David. You have expressed the sadness in every line.

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Rahul Shil 07 October 2017

My brain has turned to ash, and yes, My mouth is dust, And love is grief, and death is But the loss of trust; Super line.... this line is touch my heart... lovely poem...

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Paul Reed 22 September 2016

A great line...What now remains of you, I am. Thank you David.

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Poppy Miller 18 May 2016

I can fully relate to this piece. Every thing i've been through, thought and felt, is written here. A very moving piece David.

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Bri Edwards 22 June 2015

favorite parts: “And dead to grief That death could snatch you carelessly, Some petty thief.” “I must; I will; ” and: “What now remains of you, I am Though poor in creed, ” I appreciated the rhyming, and though I think a poem not so true to the rhyme scheme MIGHT have allowed you to communicate better to me, it is a very personal poem and I liked it. thanks for sharing. bri :)

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