Biography

My name is David Agnew and I write poetry.

That seems more real than saying I am a poet.

What I really think I am is a story teller - it just happens that the stories emerge in poetic form

And I know that poetry allows me to say things and express feelings that I was not able to say using prose.

Although, having said that, my new book - First I Dreamt the Journey - is mostly prose with some poetry included.

It has been described as “An uplifting fairy story in prose” and is further described on my web site -

“Picking up, and developing on, the themes raised in his first book - Walking into Eternity - David explores further the journey in a series of dream like sequences which allow the reader to reflect on their own journey, whilst, at the same time, drawing inspiration from his words.

The chief narrator in the book is an old man who utilises his own experience to guide a younger companion, and the reader, through his struggles in the Battlefield of life. He expounds on the benefits of visiting the Cave of Truth and demonstrates the safe places of the Stepping Stones and the Kitchen, He highlights some of the Signposts for the journey.

Perhaps, most importantly, he introduces us to his own mentor - The Beautiful Fairy. It is she who introduces us to some magical places and lights for us the never-extinguishable Torch of Hope.

Altogether an enchanting experience for both the young man and the reader which not only informs and educates but also provides inspiration.

Printed on re-cycled paper.

Produced in a size suitable for the pocket or the handbag, this book provides a resource which can be kept readily available”

The book is available to purchase via my web site - www.walkingintoeternity.com.

Samples

Journey

The road led nowhere,
although its beginning
was much more promising.

He had been misled before,
walked for many miles
only to end up in
blind alleys with his
head pressed against the rock.

This time, do it differently,
think, ponder, sleep till morning,
the road will still
be there tomorrow.

He did not know that
snow would fall in the night





First I Dreamt The Journey

The mountains in the distance,
snow covered, tops glistening.
The path appearing
then disappearing,
highlighted by the sun.

Meandering amongst the boulders,
in and out of trees and shrubs.
Dragons, demons, ghoulies
hiding in the undergrowth.
Dark places, raging seas,
at times beside the path.

And now I hear the voices
- those before me on the way,
warm, encouraging
and re-assuring,
drawing me onwards.

I know if I keep walking
toward that future place,
the snow tops in the distance
- there I’ll reach my goal.
And yet the joy, the pleasure
is in the journey, which is all.

(I am hopeful that this poem may be the title poem for my new book - David Actually changed my mind although the title will be "First I Dreamt the Journey")



A Fairy Story

Once upon a time,
as I sat on the grass
looking over the lake
a beautiful fairy
sat down beside me.

She held my hand, stroked
the back of it gently
and asked me why I was
crying. I had not known
that I was crying.

I don’t know, I said.
Perhaps I am happy
or perhaps I am sad,
but whatever I said
the tears would not stop.

I said that the peace,
the surroundings and the
beauty filled me with awe.
Who was I to enjoy
such beautiful things?

She allowed me to
cry. She allowed me to
sob. She allowed me to
feel a despair. She just
kept stroking my hand.

You are beautiful
too David she said. You
belong with beautiful
things. Why else would I come
to sit by your side.

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All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.