Wandering shadows

A cold breeze swept across the night
Leaving a trail of lurking shadows
The swirled and pranced a howl of smoke
Spread over the terrain

The dark night grew luminous and the moon shined
Through the shadows

The shadows screeched and scratched soon
Echoing into the darkness

It drifted along by hearing the sound
Of wandering shadows






          This poem is explaining the sounds of the echoes during the night and how shadows came to be. This idea sprung up when I was thinking about how shadows follow you, and the shuffles you hear during the night. This poem can be interpreted in different ways, as I've mentioned I interpreted it that it explains shadows and the echoes of the night, depending on how you look at it, it has several things it can represent also depending on perspective