Peter S. Quinn Poems

In sunshine ways
this autumn comes,
beautiful ember days
in its full blossoms.
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As a season ends
all is here in going,
and its newest blends
in its timeless glowing.
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Love is what you know
a feeling from the inside,
instants that come and go
though some may abide.
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There is this rose,
In a garden beautiful;
And as life goes,
With thorns cruel.
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Blossoms blue and white
of days and summers gone,
like dreams in the night
for wintertime carries on.
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Each love is just a song
that goes by the night,
with feelings that do long
the times of sky bright.
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It's time for dreams
and starry ways,
where wonder seems
in golden rays.
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Oh sweetest harvest time
Now come to the forest and sing
Its grass is now in prime
And sways to the sounding bring
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We are kindred spirits in cyberspace
With poems to write and give
Each moment is our hope and grace
To bring ‘em forward and truly live
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