Cobbled Poems - Poems about Cobbled

Cobbled street is lowly lit with shadows all around. Street lights flicker in the wind and now the rain is falling down. Glistening cobbles under feet as the street winds on further down. Curtains closed but light I see as families within settle down. Cat winds through the iron fence to greet me with a purry meow. His hedges protect...

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I took a trip to a cobbled town To waste some time and look around I entered a shop where time had stopped Treasures of the past, widely stocked Paintings faded by the years Old teacups freshly washed by volunteers Designer shoes, priced too low Too small for me, unless I chop off a toe A swaddled baby doll from 1952 Covered in eyeshadow...

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The path to eternity weaves and turns As choices deceive and judgment burns Its labyrinth changing and mirror lined Voices in transit new order unrhymed Pursuit often folly refusal is death The push is internal escaping your breath Beginnings unending the past in refute Each moment unfolding —beyond all repute (Dreamsleep: October, 2022)...

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Adventures in a Cobbled Alleyway Down our old cobbled Alleyway, Magic kingdom for fun and games. Domain of the Mad Slipper Gang, Let me think, can I recall their names? Wardle and Barney, Leo and Ray, Myself and my brother Young Sam. A fantasy world of Imagination, We were kings of the Rickety dam. Rickety Dam was forbidden to all, Unless an allegiance...

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The Rain falls within my heart, The cobbled street wastes away below my feet, Clouds of despair form over my head, The gloomy looks of passers by as i drag myself from corner to signpost. The Buildings are a cage of no escape, They force me within myself to find freedom, Seeking a Light i know i wont find, I continue walking.. With...

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