Peter S. Quinn Poems

The whole being of everything
Hurtling forever around
Each a breath in the beginning
Some are never to be found
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There is no time for another song
For winter rides now blistering high
Sweet summer tunes we need and long
While hours are dark and dull the sky
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We will come and we will go
Like the falling morning snow
All life is not what it seems
Some are ways to other dreams
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Swift and always dark
Winter speaks in dim
While stars shine and spark
Their glowing vagary whim
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I'm now remembering lost yesterdays,
When the going was here going still on;
And our hearts were still in the burning trays,
We had love and yes too much of every fun.
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I cloud not my senses, with dull destiny:
The tiny flowers, in a light less night;
What I know others could not perhaps see,
For their roads ahead are still all on lightless.
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The new born day comes from a sleeping night,
That lifts its face and gives a song to sing;
With voice from woods that wakes and brings the light,
From the failing shadows rising dawn will bring.
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Look and look for evermore
Anything will do just fine
Know what this and that's for
Make a decision draw the line
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Let red sunshine of morning come
Bringing on your future to be
Thoughts are of dust or golden slum
Set them just out and free
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Veronica is a beautiful rose
Which in spring time comes and grows
If you don't know it - you know it now
Petals and blooms dance somehow
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