Cobblestone Poems - Poems about Cobblestone

...Beneath the velvet cloak of the midnight sky, A solitary dreamer stands, wondering why. City lights flicker, a distant hum, Eyes wide open, yet senses numb. Streets stretch out like rivers of c......Read the rest...

...Big yellow buses, on days when it rains, Olympus for chips, then waiting for trains, Long summer evenings, with walks in the park, Town Hall, tall chimneys, a Jack Russell’s bark, Open front door......Read the rest...

... A Haunting Waltz As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and dreary, Whispers in the shadows, tales of Victorian eerie. The moon, a spectral lantern, spills its ghastly glow on cob......Read the rest...

...In Como's embrace, where giants convene, Sunlight pours molten, a celestial scene. Brushed on sapphire, a canvas so deep, Liquid jewels shimmer, secrets they keep. From fiery fingers, light tak......Read the rest...

...I stand here on the corner, steam of breath rising into the frozen air, staring, eyes fixed, longing to see... will lights ever emerge on the horizon of distant hill? I’ve turned asphalt int......Read the rest...

...Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful leaves rustle beneath my feet my London fog tre......Read the rest...

...Sunday cockcrow nascent aural essays reveal laissez-faire raptures. Enigmatic silken piece compost ushered in by trenchant trademark tremulous signature. Doe-eyed instrumentalist’s strident bras......Read the rest...

...On ruby red sunsets demise Etched on gravestones sorrow Below the beds of cobblestones Less compromised then when alive Lie the fallen upon the morrow From the depths of empty wells Fire d......Read the rest...

...1) The wind teased the waves, diffracting the civil twilight. A crimson lily has shed some petals, staining the cobblestone path. Thoughts meander among memories - a fresh headstone in the lee. ......Read the rest...

...Well "Hello darkness, my old friend," Time for the sea and sky to blend. Daytime work will come to an end, And now homeward bound I will wend. At night with tired workers, I b......Read the rest...

... In the glade of sallowed comparisons as told by the shade of star-crossed ways, where secrets are catching vespers in petrific gaze. In the mists ......Read the rest...

...New York City is like a cobblestone symphony, where jackhammers and footsteps form the rhythmic timpani, sirens and honking taxis, are the cymbals, that provide sudden bursts of energy, traffic’s ......Read the rest...

...Reached out to hold the silhouette who posed in the elegance of beauty that is hidden within darkness that spills out with blackness of sparkle stars near to shine My soul, stood near, dazzled b......Read the rest...

...Down the dirt road of the old farm village, where the sun sinks low, casting long shadows, each weathered cottage tells its silent tale. Creaking porch swings, paint chipped and peeling, invite......Read the rest...

...In the heart of Harlem's nocturnal embrace, where the moon's silver threads interlace. Streetlamps hum a jazz-filled tune, underneath the city's ebony dune. Brownstone whispers, history untold,......Read the rest...