Echoes on Cobblestones
Cold echoes wake the ancient cobblestones,
A hardened soul now walking all alone.
I leave the past and all its grief behind,
A wraith of shadow, silhouette outlined.
A hardened soul now walking all alone,
The chilled ghost of my dying flesh and bone.
A wraith of shadow, silhouette outlined,
The silhouette, a haunting shadow met.
The chilled ghost of my dying flesh and bone,
Grey light breaks down upon the frozen stone.
The silhouette, a haunting shadow met,
As breathless quiet fills the heavy air.
Grey light breaks down upon the frozen stone,
My footsteps echoing a heavy tone.
As breathless quiet fills the heavy air,
And wraps the darkness tight around my chest.
My footsteps echoing a heavy tone,
I leave the past and all its grief behind.
And wraps the darkness tight around my chest.
Cold echoes wake the ancient cobblestones.
Note: AI-assisted artwork created to accompany my Pantoum poem. Written for the "Double The Swap" poetry contest, a poetic form created by Joseph May in 2025.
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