Peter S. Quinn Poems

There is a dream that comes,
In like the new rose;
With the leaves of cerebrums,
When you hold it up close.
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Take this day and move ahead
On to roads that are lonely
Every reason with its thread
Is for the yesterdays only
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Give me summer sunshine
Every day from now on
Draw a counterpart line
In everything that's now done
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There are obsessions for every ride
Loneliness out there to stay
Shadows of night they sometimes hide
Into the morning and the day
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I’m in my dreams awake
Full of craving and of play
Every summerset new take
For my longings won't stay
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The river is flowing to the sea
Its water is clear and fresh,
Like the tinkering inside of me
That loosens up or enmesh.
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All I am saying is give peace a change
For the leaves of life are now growing red,
Onto the morning of the winter's dead
And laughing faces to sorrow derange;
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To you I sing
My song in words
A playful feeling
Like the wind in trees
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Voyages to the heart
Never to be fulfilled or done
Beginnings of truth and each start
Into the disseminate gone
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You are one way -
I am the other -
That is how differences are:
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