Alexander Frew

Kilmarnock, Ayrshire.

I am a published writer under my real name, Alex Frew, with more than sixteen adventure books either published or in the pipeline. In addition I have had my poems in various anthologies published by small press magazines around the UK. I was the winner of the Tron Theatre Sunday Slam last year, and I have contributed work to albums by my writers group.

The poem was completed by 19th April 2020

A Song of Taynish

Walking in Taynish, warm sun in the sky

The world around me catches my eye

I see rare plants, insects, blue skies

And all around me, dragonflies.

I see the Gate House so serene

Amid these trails so tranquil and green

Feeling of peace can never fail

Then I see the way for the Barr Mor Trail

Out here in Taynish feeling so serene

In a world that’s always peaceful and green.

Go past the old charcoal burner there

Go up the hill, just take your time, with care

The top is windswept, high, and wild

You can gaze in wonder like a child.

Pass a bench go through a gap in a drystone wall.

Detour off to visit the coast, but that’s not all

Swimming in the tides the otters can be seen

Where for thousands of years they’ve been.

Along the track there’s a grassy field and

A view of Taynish House it will yield

Walk on you’ll see what you deserve

A south eastern view of Taynish reserve.

Turn to your left and into the wood

A living, breathing place that’s so good

Pass the stone pillars on the old way

To Taynish House, is what I say.

The Scottish rainforest is what they tell

About the woodlands known so well.

Beautiful plants growing there still, then

You descend the steps to Taynish Mill.

Walking in Taynish, warm sun in the sky

The world around me catches my eye

I see rare plants, insects, blue skies

And all around me, dragonflies.