Peter S. Quinn Poems

All the colours will be coming in soon,
After winter lays down its cold and frost;
First there is April then May, and then June,
Greyness of earth completely gone and lost.
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Time is going through
And leaving from here to there
Into the lonely blue
Surrounding the moments everywhere
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Howling to clouds of silence
In this game of testing endures
With ease and full of diligence
All thoughts likewise immures
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Every day and every night,
I shall turn to left and right,
Take my turnings as I go,
Sometimes thoughts do overflow.
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We have risen,
From the shore
Of infinity pleasures,
Sons and daughters,
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When love comes to you
You must deliver
For love that is true
It's truly a giver
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Spring faces
The day is coming new
Going places
Everything is green through
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Walk my way
Into the new sun
Here comes the day
After winter's gone
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Here comes fresh spring
Eternally on singing
Every light color to bring
Shade tones of love stringing
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The time is moving by
Like spurs of sliver threads
Opening its deep sky
With many gleaming beads
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