On A Cold Night Poem by Matthew Holloway
On A Cold Night
The night was cold
and the streets rolled out
like endless corridors
stretching onwards
street lights broke shadows
at regular intervals
while the end of the path
remained just beyond sight
the sky clear, star lit
a half moon visible
while the frost took hold
amid the dimming light
and silence made noises
enough to play the mind
to the cold of the night
during a walk home
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5/10/2024 9:48:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
THis is a perfect way of poeticly describing any given event. This is brillant