As the Wind Howls
Flames reflected within the cat's eye
a glass of spirits await a parched soul
wool socks warming my chilled feet
the hound listens as the wind howls.
Teapot whistles in a shrieking pitch
inside a little cabin on a snowy night
as loneliness wreaks of rumination
a harsh stare from the sleeping cat.
Ink flows smooth on nights like this;
imagination tickles a swirling mind
image of acute emotional darkness
seeking the shadowed voice inside.
whilst the cat naps with one eye open
the mouse creeps on the window sill
the snow shovel falls with a clamor
everyone jumps as the wind howls.
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet who has recently been nominated for The Best of the Net and 2 Pushcart Awards for Poetry in 2016. His poetry has been published world-wide in various publications throughout North America, Europe, Asia, Australia and Africa. Ken loves thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, and spending time with his cat Willa. Ken's new book, "The Cellaring", a collection of haunting, paranormal, weird and wonderful poems, has been released and is available through Amazon.com. He is the co-editor of the popular poetry anthology titled, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze available at Amazon.com. A second anthology, Dandelion in a Vase of Roses will be released soon.