FANTASY

I love fantasy (Tolkien, Eddings, Pratchett, Brooks, Nicholls, Barclay, etc) and it is often an inspiration for my poetry

UPON A BARREN CLIFF TOP

Upon a barren cliff top High above the sands, In brooding isolation A crumbling fortress stands. Once upon a way back when In a time of dukes and kings, A tragedy unfolded

SHE TOOK THEN TO THE HILLS (I.P.)

I came downstairs one morning The doormat swathed in bills, I paid them no attention Too wrapped in my own ills. There is a wooded valley A secret place I know, At times when I am troubled