Midnight Upon the Cobbles
A poem by Wayne Russell

Midnight Upon the Cobbles

Rain slicked cobbles
forbidden gothic night
alone in the universe
this is where the weary lay
entombed beneath the stars
between the death chambers
of purgatory
trampled within mirror aliened images
this is where we spin that calm calculated
roulette wheel of life
somewhere between physics classes
and obo soloist
somewhere between snaggletooth
moss infused tombstones
where the willows and dogwoods
have morphed into skeletal
remains encased in the dead vines
visions of forbidden love
and unmade beds
hedgerows laced with the funk of
millennia gone
devoid of green fleshy leaves
lamplights are an onyx army
lying in wait
silenced snipers transfixed
the moon is on hiatus
it sleeps behind the veil of
cottony ghost clouds roaming

About the Author:

Wayne Russell is a creative writer that was born and raised in Florida, he moved to Ohio in late 2016. His first book of poems, “Where Angels Fear” was published by Guerilla Genius Press in 2020 is available on Amazon; his second book of poetry is titled “Splinter of the Moon” and will be available via Silver Bow Publishing in early 2024.

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