Peter S. Quinn Poems

In the days of quietness
From memories confined wings
Within love of caress
And themes of gone strings
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Fields of summer growing
Strong in tinctures glowing
Through the days and night
Daybreak’s sun and light
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My dear is adorable with her blue eyes
Of an azure light like the heavens show
That with her beauty like the night stars glow
Or morning new beam of the horizon skies
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Come come now in spring
With your joyful singing
Blue skies for everything
Into my thoughts bringing
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Shadow birds
Are out there
In disguise vizard
And baleful snare
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She’s waiting with her dreams
On the other side
Like the waving ocean streams
Her heart is her guide
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A day is for tomorrow in its giving
If build up on your dreams with a flute song
Softness pitch for the comfort of living
In the compartments of the dreams you long
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Love me too - like a river stream or the air
Give me emotions from your loving wing
Every breath of tone - to my heart to sing
Love me for being with you still always here
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Most beautiful poem's the one never written
Like the wind in the trees and the leaves
In summer it comes in moments to please
Or ripples on water in tones hidden
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Who is this lady in the rain?
Always like a shadow
Walking to somewhere in drain
Because she must go
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