Peter S. Quinn Poems

Bring me to the wisdom song
Of something good and good

Paint my heart in the colors
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The waiting wonders
of beginning springs

the warming land
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Taut white sphere
could they sleep in dark

watch the shadows soft plays
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The afternoon sun
repose quietly
in to the marsh
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Describing
foolish talking

with words
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A wounded walk
after love

battered mind
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The astral fading
candles

of the watchful
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Butterflies and dreams,
In music the river streams
- Through life and esteems.
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Wishing stars that never died,
Teardrops that never cried;
Why are you so indifference?
Give no love a chance.
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