A sinister poem indicating the danger one encounters an tempting to breach the walls of a castle keep. Cool.
Upon my arrival in September 1966 one of the first places that I stopped in San Francisco was the Cliff House. It was a beautiful lookout place and tourist trap where you could put coins in old coin-operated games and things from a century before. A great fun place, unlike your poem.
Sandie, I began writing poetry as a way to promote my book. I discovered that I love to write poems. I've experimented with different topics and even tried Haiku. But I still write about End House in my book. The creepy house fascinates me. It's fictional but has become real to me.
This is the second novel in Frank P Ryan's acclaimed fantasy series, The Three Powers. The first in the series, The Snowmelt River, is a top ten epic fantasy bestseller on amazon.
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
Love ya!
Jane
Upon my arrival in September 1966 one of the first places that I stopped in San Francisco was the Cliff House. It was a beautiful lookout place and tourist trap where you could put coins in old coin-operated games and things from a century before. A great fun place, unlike your poem.
Ron
Sandie :)