Peter S. Quinn Poems

Don’t fence me in
I'm your brother
Don’t fence me in
I'm your mother
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Blueberries
From lives softly kiss
Breaking the scurries
From that and this
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This is my heart to the world I carry
And bring every knot to its unleash
To break through the barriers of a worry
And making the peace to mankind with ease
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Turn back to my dream
From your realities of sparkless night
Where its veracity always seem
Lost in its shadowed flight
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Swing swing on my fortune index finger
Let me be your desiring destiny
Gadgets and opportunities swinger
Every past memories daydreams a b c
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I'll be sailing to the open blue sea
Where the silvery waves are going out
With the wings of fresh morning that's quite free
Through the daydreaming without any doubt
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The words whirl around
While I sing them to my theme
Some reflections of a thought found
Inside the nearly clear-cut stream
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This light is a light out
In its flickering caressing flow
Some themes in shadows about
In their way in, to and fro go
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The faces are different everywhere
Always coming and going
A smile or a sorrow somewhere
Every thought in eyes knowing
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Stop the wall
Bring to the fall
With peace on earth
And each time's worth
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