Peter S. Quinn Poems

Do what you must - do it quick,
Time is of no former wail;
Our life is so often very slick,
Coming around like dog's tail.
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Daydreams in the dim,
As winter comes with its trim
- Stars and moon hymn.
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Here is my song -,
On going and on going;
To where tones belong,
In the feelings showing.
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around the moment
when the breeze

speaks soft tongue of music
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beneath the willow
slumber tales
of endless stories
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I'll always love you like new spring that comes
And turns my soul to the fresh and the new,
Summer seedlings that soon be new blooms
Like in morning's the sweetest of fallen dew;
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A tune for a rose
That in summer fair grows,
Like beauty in trim
When the moody is dim.
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Nothing is of reality
Only a dream state of mind
Something to set to see
What the eye catches and find
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A small bird of loneliness is flying
Through desolate and the many grasslands
Lightless color the ways one understands
When some true heart is there trying
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Don’t dress up for the occasion
It’s only you and me
And a lyric without explanation
With words coming steadily
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