Peter S. Quinn Poems

O uneasy memories,
Wind breezing through the trees;
Lonely times again are here,
I thought you'd care.
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The riming
blue sky

life's old symphony
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The old searching sea
progressing to land

day and night
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Awaken desire
delicious fire
moon over cliffs
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Touch a dream
let it come our way;
like fresh river stream
so we'll be okey.
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Autumn blossoms deep in shades and hues,
The last farewell of nature's dying art;
Autumn whispers soft in gentle cues,
The final words of love before we part.
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Going up and down
everything is going,
earth in colors brown
in the summer glowing.
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Flower flower,
Seasonal art;
Gracious thing
Glory all worth,
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