The Lost Country

I have just received my contributors copy of ‘The Lost Country’ published by the Exiles writing group, based in Fort Worth Texas. The anthology  a biannual, beautifully presented, eclectic blend of poetry and prose is available on Amazon. I have two poems in the anthology, here is the first of them

Notes on a Neglected House


I could have lived here


Taken this old pile for my shell-


Turned a heavy key in the oak door


And dreamed, as others must have dreamed


Of love by a smouldering fireside.



I could have been the ghost


Who rises up to greet you


Having little else to do.


The solitary man who trudged


Through a cobwebbed garden of dead trees


The desultory remnants of orchard


Feeling the soft crackle of dry leaves


A pardon of frosty silences.



I too could have seen the mist


Miasmic in late autumn gloom


Merge with the rain in synthesis


Then rise from the rotting earth-


Like smoke


From a stubbed candle