David Lewis Paget : Writing

For Lyn

For Lyn

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


If I had loved them all, as I love you Then life might not have been so much a waste, For now, I find, it’s all that I can do To make the mos..
Tablets of Jet

Tablets of Jet

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


You think that you only Weep in remembering, Nothing I’ve told you Would hint at regret, But I have the candle We burnt at our offerings, ..
On My Mother's 80th.

On My Mother's 80th.

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


There are no answers to your questionings; If eighty years have not revealed the truth, Then how could I, this child of your imaginings Begin to co..
When the Welsh of Wales Go Home

When the Welsh of Wales Go Home

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


There’s a distant drift of tides That pitch at your troubled stare And songs of a deep Welsh valley Howl out from your wild, grey hair; Then..
White Horses

White Horses

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


For my mother...
The Turncoat

The Turncoat

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


Set me out forewarned While the heather glistened, Tramped the starbright road While my lady listened, Soldiers at the doors, Muskets at the case..
Early Morning Call

Early Morning Call

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


I rose at this a.m. and caught the phone Its brittle ring, I picked it up, I held it to my ear! The static on the line was like Some ancient offer..
On Your 48th.

On Your 48th.

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


And so to you my sweet, it comes The point at which, three quarters gone Life trickles through our fingers Like the sand, In some sad, damaged hou..
Passenger from Childhood

Passenger from Childhood

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


There was a bright-eyed boy That no-one knows, Who stowed away in steerage once, I hid him in my clothes, He always travelled second-class And br..