The Witch’s House

Photographer Unknown

There was a gleam in her eye

there was shards of  glass in her voice

and as they cut through me to the bone

I tried to scream

but all I could do

was stand there and laugh

in the Witch’s House

last Halloween.


I’m still here,

come see for yourself

I’ll be watching for you

with a gleam in my eye

and I’ll be waiting by the door to

welcome you

with shards of  glass in my voice

that will cut you to the bone

because it’s Halloween.


Inspired by the RDP Prompt: GLEAM


The Day After Halloween

Photo AM. Moscoso

This morning when I was feeding my dog, he did something a little strange.

I’ve taught Hamish to sit and wait while I put his food dish down . Then I point to my eye and say, ‘look’.

He looks me right in the eye. It’s a focus  routine I’ve taught him because when you have a high energy and enthusiastic dog, you really do need a way to get their attention back in a snap.  I’ve found that ” sit and  look” works well in a lot of situations where his ability to focus may go sideways on us and I need to get it back quickly.

After we do the sit and look routine I tell him ‘dinner time ‘ and he dives into his dish and chows down like he hasn’t eaten in about 100 years.

Everything went the same as usual as I got his meal ready- he tried to dive into his food bag, he tried to counter surf, he ran into the living room and found a couple of toys and dropped them at my feet- I think it’s to reward me for feeding him FASTER.

When I went to put his food bowl down he sat on his own, which he does sometimes. But when I told him to ‘look’ he looked over my left shoulder instead. So I pointed to my eye and said ‘look’ a couple of times.

He kept looking over my shoulder.

I tried again and he looked at me and I said ” dinner time ” but he didn’t move. He went back to looking over my shoulder and he did not move a muscle.

Hamish doesn’t refuse to eat unless he’s sick so I was concerned for a moment about that.

I kept trying to get his attention and he kept his eyes locked over my shoulder

Were his hackles up? Did he act like something out of the ordinary was happening?

No, he was fine.

The fact is, as he went through his routine I had the feeling he wasn’t doing it for me.

We got back on track and he wolfed his meal down as usual.

In all, this  wasn’t an unnerving experience, but it was a curious one.

A curious incident, a day after Halloween.




It Does Not End Here


For some of us, after Halloween ends we  don’t think about ghost stories.

I am not ‘one of us’.

My family used to tell more ghost stories and watch more scary movies during the winter then almost any other time of the year and that includes the run up to Halloween.

I’m not sure why- other then maybe  the dark and cold brought out the devil in us.


What I’ve posted here are some prompts that I found on Tumblr that I think I will use to inspire me over the Christmas season – could be fun, don’t  you think?