Beauty
I feel uncomfortable
in this place,
as I do often
in the presence
of beauty;
a feeling
I do not belong.
It is a witch
who tells me that.
She lives inside,
mutters to me,
feeds my insecurities.
A beautiful fairy
lives there too.
It is her
I must talk to now.
She will reassure me,
remind me that I
have a particular beauty too.
February 4, 2014 at 4:11 pm
This is a really good poem, your honesty in words. I think you are the most beautiful UK citizen I know π xxx Arohanui
February 5, 2014 at 11:52 am
*Big Smile*
This is the first thing I have read this morning.
What a good start to my day
Arohanui
David xxx
February 5, 2014 at 12:12 pm
π Enjoy the rest of the day as well!
February 4, 2014 at 4:30 pm
Lovely David and yes you have. Short comment I know, but I think you know what I mean.
Love you loads
Christine
xxx
February 5, 2014 at 11:53 am
Thank you Christine for making the effort to come and comment when you are suffering
It is much appreciated
Love you loads
David
xxx
February 4, 2014 at 4:32 pm
A grand write, David. Your honesty is refreshing. It reminds me of a theme that ran through some of your Myspace posts (:
February 5, 2014 at 11:54 am
Thank you Jeff,
Indeed it is a poem which could have been written back then.
David
February 4, 2014 at 4:53 pm
Indeed you do, my friend!
February 5, 2014 at 11:55 am
Thank you my friend
I hope all is well with you
David
February 6, 2014 at 2:39 am
Yes, all is well. Thanks! π
February 4, 2014 at 7:00 pm
I think David, that you are, beautiful! Great write, getting it in the open! Hugs!!
February 5, 2014 at 11:56 am
Ah Sandy,
What a lovely thing to say
Hugs to you too
David
February 4, 2014 at 9:01 pm
sometime success seems to go with looks, but one thing that will always be true is that beauty is not skill. π
February 5, 2014 at 11:57 am
Indeed Eileen, beauty is not skill
And it always comes from the inside!!!!
David
February 7, 2014 at 4:36 pm
to be honest,
to my personal taste the message is true and great
but poetic speaking the first stanza could stand alone and very beautiful at that, the other two seem a bit corny and not reach what it set
(I hope you don’t mind me saying)
February 11, 2014 at 12:55 pm
Now that’s an interesting thought.
Thank you Dhyan
David
February 8, 2014 at 12:13 am
Yes, beautiful and honest! It’s hard to listen to that fairy…but I also often find that the voice of the witch can be just as enlightening…somehow, she is light, too…?
February 11, 2014 at 12:59 pm
Sometimes I think Anna that the witch has my best interests at heart – it is just that she is misguided!!
Sometimes I think she is evil!!
Sometimes she is very seductive and I need to be very wary of that.
“somehow, she is light, tooβ¦?” I will ponder on that π
David
February 11, 2014 at 11:22 pm
If you find the fairy in a garden by the sea, make sure you listen carefully. Those they find beautiful can find themselves whisked into such beauty that they forget the world they came from. At least that’s what William Butler Yeats told us, and who are we to doubt Mr. Yeats? As to witches, as they boil up trouble they become increasingly ugly. Since humans recoil from such things, their effect is often short-lived. After all, in a world where poetry exists, sea waves roll in to shore and make music with gulls and other sea birds, lightening up the soul. The witch’s voice is in all of humanity, I’m afraid. I keep peering into eyes to see if someone has banished the witch from their lives forever, but I’ve yet to see where they have succeeded. Still, there is the sea and the garden and the fairy and a poet named David Agnew. There is him too.
February 12, 2014 at 5:27 pm
What a lovely comment Tom. Thank you.
Yes, the witch is there in all of us.
But as you say “Still there is the sea…………….”
Take good care of yourself my friend
David
February 22, 2014 at 3:24 pm
I get a wonderful, gentle feeling of humility from the waves of this poem. I read it twice :-).
February 24, 2014 at 1:18 pm
What a lovely comment.
Thank you Angela
David