Read

  My Poems  

A Howling Dog

A Cento by Beverly Stock.

© Veniamin Skorodumov | Dreamstime.com


A dismal eye and a howling dog,

A ghostly silence, a river fog,

A byway deserted, dingy street

A glimmer to light life’s feeble feet.

A trembling step and a beaded brow,

“Oh where, oh where, shall I hasten now?”

No eye hath seen nor ever shall,

On, on in the gloom, to the still canal;

Hush, Hush, a murmur-a fearful pause-

A footfall--oh horror; a slam of doors--

A sinking down to former repose,

A strengthless effort, a feverish start,

A prostrate form and a broken heart.



This poem is a Cento – a blended part of the third and fourth stanzas of the poem, “Drink,” in the Public Domain by Lennox Amott.




Beverly Stock is an American poet who delights in creating poetry that asks big questions about small moments, and inspires readers to revisit the little memories we so often overlook. Her work has been published by The Society of Classical Poets, The Chained Muse, Persimmon Tree, and LightenUp-Online, in the UK. Visit BeverlyStockPoetry.com and BeverlyStockPoetry on Facebook.

A Howling Dog

© 2021 Beverly Stock

10 views

Recent Posts

See All