Short Cobblestones Poems

Fruit Loop cobblestones
pave my way
to bottles of milk....

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Nights shimmering eyes,
Flinching tail, knocks down trash cans,
Plays on cobblestones....

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the melodic sound of rain
running through
the red cobblestones of Spain
while singing underneath
my red umbrella...

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we do not own
this road of
cobblestones
when we
ask this road
to take 
us home,
on the 
other side of
the hill...

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Grimy grubby unkempt unscrubby
He pranced around with keen delight
Skipping on cool cobblestones
Throughout the amazingly fun night...

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History’s horse-hooves are clattering by,
Cobblestones ring with sound, 
Dinning our frightened ears
Over the future’s ground,
Signaling coming years.  
But hooves trample you and me.
Damned history....

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Going down dimly lit street
The cobblestones wet
The moonbeams are out tonight
The mood is all set
Nobody is around
There’s a bit of fog floating
Quiet does abound

Russell Sivey

Form Seguidilla...

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Wooden arms, 
vanilla legs 
dance on
Prague’s cobblestones,

painted eyes 
haunt 
the musical sway.


Written by Lee Ramage
September 23, 2012
For Nette Onclaud’s contest
Septolet the Puppet...

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Cool breeze passing by 

Golden sun warms the blue sky 

Birds sing in pure sync 

I walk along cobblestones

I sit by a tree

Admiring Earth’s beauty 

I breathe in deeply

The lilies smell so lovely 

In the summer afternoon...

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cobblestones of quicksand
tapestries of oil
teardrops of marble
left out to boil

fingerprints of tree sap
diamonds of wood
ceilings of water
- not what it should

sea breeze of fire
windmills of stone
whispering of evergreens
as I stand alone...

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Julius Jaggery Jones
Had an ache deep in his bones
Sang the blues for nickels and dollars
In mellowest of baritones.

Julius Jaggery Jones
Seated on street cobblestones
Paid his dues in groanings and hollers
Delivering back alley moans....

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I wander alone at dawn,
dreaming over cobblestones,
when light strikes four, fifty-three,
uninvited, I have little choice, 
than to still and see,
muzzled, while my night,
is stripped of wonder, and,
my sun declares,
supposedly,
I'm free. 
...

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Do the shadows 
talk solemnly, when 
the light goes out ?

        *

Walking  over the 
cobblestones, you return back 
to somber childhood.

        *

It was a sudden assault 
of the wild winds. 
The rusty moon 
starts bleeding.


Satish Verma...

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Long icicles fall, splinter
On the grey cobblestones,
And silver shrouds of winter
Shield the frozen bones,
Frozen, flesh-full bones.

And ice-gnomes squirm and scurry
Over mossy tombs,
They’re hungry and they scurry
To the feasting rooms,
Marble feasting rooms....

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Does light exist
without an object
to reflect against

Are good intentions
worth the time
as latency projects

The cobblestones
that lead to hell
a long and one-way path

Without an act
of conscious will
—a future damning past

(Villanova University: March, 2023)...

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While winding unto this season; my very favourite time be her year
Thinking how of love, one's words should cast their glow; your window ?
She shall not languish; why make tomorrow wait ? An Autumn's reef and he...
Believes in yuletide dreams; cobblestones coloured scenes; sanguine heart's, as we....

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Boot banter grows
Telling these are innocents abroad,
Flash of flesh,
And free movement,
The long vista taken
Through the window,
Fresh Segantini colours;
Not long.
Treading cobblestones,
Draining clear water,
Fit for march;
Like a train,
They snake,
Towards defiant, misty, 
White caps....

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Star lit skies down seventh ave. 
you and I on the Centro cobblestones 
dancing for the trolly strolling about 
Ybor city cigars stained the air while
 
Columbian porcelan floors calls me 
to perform merlot sends signals 
down my spine this night is alive 
simply waiting for daylight to arrive...

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               click
               click
               click
               click
           Her heels
       So professional
           Hern rush
‘Cross the cobblestones
            into my
       And yep again
            “Clap”
 And down ourn went

         Az did this
              pen


...

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The horses are a galloping today
Their hooves clacking against the cobblestones.
They clomp right by in a most lovely way.
Woman in carriage giving tiny moans.
Cancer prevails in her smallish bones.
Eighteen sixty-two.  Disease has no name.
Big C makes it impossible to hide.
This poor woman will never be the same....

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No one about, the rain on
cobblestones glistened.
Scavenging cat stalked close by
l stopped and listened. 
Pain pierced my heart.
I was standing , where we had
decided to part.


Contest: Sequidilla by Nette Onclaud

                 I used number1

Penned 14 September 2017

Syllables checked...

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First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug.
Refreshed I walk on cobblestones,
Before the march of pesky bugs.

First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug.
A smile percolates on chill mug.

The mind of Shakespeare warms my bones.
Refreshed I walk on cobblestones.
First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug....

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FIXED



The gleam of wet cobblestones
Fixes the pictures of childhood
And the familiar twist in the fence
Of rusting iron holds my soul.


The slow dawn of this black industrial town,
The rapid darkening in its sundown,
Gathering  in the gutter the black rain
Cannot find a way to drain:
God knows how I hate it,
God knows how I loved it....

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PRECIOUS MOMENTS
Clip clop, our shoes go on the cobblestones
As we walk on, daddy and I
Our usual thing
The sun smiling
And us squinting
Talking and laughing
And sometimes advising
Getting a tan
The two bodies are fountains
Spurting out waterfalls of thoughts
And feelings too
We make a pact, daddy and I
Walk buddies forever
And so it was
Until it wasn’t....

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Swiftly falls the setting sun
Penumbra silhouettes dart
Shapes ghostly 'pon cobblestones
Dark recesses do enclose
Trickling moonbeams circle round
Little boy's shadow does grow
Quiet thought~ ~he will also  

Inspired by: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Silhouette Of A Heptagonet
Written: November 09, 2014
Author: Sara Kendrick...

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