Thread: A New Poem For Raven's Grin Inn

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This will be in a brochure put out by the Northern Illinois tourism people. The brochure covers Halloween Events in a ten county area from Haunted Houses and Hayrides to Pumpkin Patches and Parades.

The Strange House,the Rumors, the Fears,

Community apprehension hung heavy,

Un-dimmed by the years,

Raven's Grin Inn is that place

Supernaturally altering Time and Space

Allow your curiosity to replace the dread,

but "Terror" awaits at the "Bad Dream Bed"!

Uncommon experiences will fill your night

BE HAPPY!

...for there is NO CURE

for the Raven's Grinning BITE!



"My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"

OoOoOo Smiling!!
My handmade Halloween Poetry book
is filling up! I miss your
Raven Grin Inn stories
on this forum! Ohhhh!!!
Boo Hoo......Dawn

Mademouselle:::
~~ Countess''Dawn''-Von ~~ Frankenstein~~

Well, the busy season is sort of upon me, already.
Plenty to do all day long around here from picking up cigette butts in the parking lot to trying to pick up my own butt when it starts dragging from everything else I do here. Work all day, do tours all night.
I have a real good start on building Mr. Tuxedo (spookhouse cat) his own hearse so he will have the opportunity for a social life via the dating scene, maybe "Barbie" would go out with him?
It all began because of him(Tuxedo) we were buying some cat dishes and the one plastic double-dish looked like the dual, stacked headlights of about a 1967 Cadillac, so I started building from the "headlights" back, using sheet metal and alot of hand tools, pop-rivets and patience, this also may be my Mayfest art exhibit, last year I built Mr. Tuxedo his own tank )I guess I knew where our foreign policy was headed?)
The tank also features Mr. Tuxedo sticking up out of the turret wearing his small suit of armour, complete with steel tail-wrap so his tail can stick out safely from the turret.
This "tank" must weigh at least 400 pounds (real steel), the hysterical thing to me was last Mayfest when people would ask me how I got this tank in the building for the exhibit, it wouldn't fit through a door and it is sort of heavy too!
(Maybe it breaks down into pieces for transporting....hhhmmm?? Think so?)hahahah ! excuse the evil-laugh!

"My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"

Welcome weary travelers, you have found the dark Inn

Some things must be said and heard before we begin

Before we bed you down and see to your horses

You must be warned about how the past has run it's courses

Before you retire, you should know what may await you here

Indeed, some may find more than a "full-plate" here

Tales of contentious anger,strife, longing and even mortal sin

Remembered by these ancient walls of what has passed therein

For some, these walls are haunted

You may not believe one word that I say

But the walls still whisper

Hoping bothersome moonlight will go away!

The spirits here seem to prefer the dark, this is when they move

I am not selling anything, it's left for others to prove


Does the ancient dolomite wine cellar rock

Contain supernatural information that only some can unlock?

A Lady in a white dress with long , dark hair

Is said to be waiting for you down there

Many have seen her doing her little tricks

Appearing, disappearing, special effects, it's not my "fix"!

There may be important news, she's moving within the house

Inhabiting new places, new fearful sensations to douse

It's not a movie, it's not a dream, it's not baloney sliced for you

It's voices and visions trapped from the past, so whatever you do

Stay alert for this opening, don't get sucked into their realm

Be your own strong Captain, stay your course mind your helm

Become not trapped here,what a sad tale that would be

Take a look, give a listen, but remember sorry me

For I cannot now leave.

"My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"