House of Howls


The residents of Waterford are deafened every night

A price they must pay for ignoring an aniamal’s plights

Wealthy Hugh Skeever once lived in this town

Known to pay people off for not making a sound

His reasons were grim filled with the darkest of intentions

Silencing the public’s knowledge of  canine masochisms

Torturing stray dogs was Skeever’s sick reason for living

No one would stop him as long as his cash continued to be given

Finally, outside authorities raided this kennel of pain

Emptying the house and deeming Skeever insane

Vacant for years it  loudly cries out nightly looking to blame

The house of howls wails to punish those who ignored a pup’s pain


October Writing Prompt- The House of Howls- Day 12/31






Kalispell~#poetry #Montana #themagicshop



His view is not real

A daily parade of retail zombies

Exhausted by this state’s speed

Crowded life, cluttered mind

The mediocrity of it all was killing him

A hunger grows for difference

Freedom for his soul

To wander past the familiar

An invite is nervously accepted

A new land widens his virgin gaze

Splashes of Autumn excite his senses

Mountains that make his soul feel familiar again

A breath of this air and his mind flies beyond stagnation

No words for this treasured state

It’s presence exceeds his beliefs in a place to escape

His view is not real


I recently just returned from a trip to Montana. The picture at the top of this piece is an ACTUAL place I visited.  Thanks to TRK for all her hospitality.