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Keeper of the Light

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

I pulled at the oars with Valentine While Derek sat at the rear, He’d taken his turn, now I took mine Our quarry was drawing ne..

The Portent

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

We lived right up on a grassy bluffThat looked down on the sea,In a tiny cottage, fit for two,Just Arabelle and me.But Arabelle was a wistful wraithIn..