Hill of the Magic Hare

Another project completed - this little book of poetry newly published with CreateSpace.

The poems were created over many years as I wandered a magical hill on the South Downs - a hill with forest on its northern side, farmland and open country to the east, the sea to the south and a deep valley to the west. I had as companion the little earth dog, now gone to the Summerlands, although I shall carry him in my heart always. We had many adventures and happy times during our fifteen years together, but a dog's time on Earth is sadly always too short and the time inevitably comes when one has to let a precious friend go.

But, as always, there is no shortage of dogs needing rescue, and I now have a slender black companion who can run like the wind. I can't help referring to him as the lovely boy, and he really is the most loving dog one could imagine and one of the joys of my life.

As I wander through the oak groves near the top of the hill with my dark companion, I sometimes imagine the little earth dog walking and running beside us, although truth to tell he'd probably have been dashing through the bushes and rummaging in burrows. Happily, the magic hare, lying in her form among the summer grasses, always proved too elusive.

Hill of the Magic Hare: Poems