Peter S. Quinn Poems

Try to find me
Inside the forest
Where songs will be
At their best
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A dream of brightness to faraway deep
Summer set moods once so in its glowing
Flowers in the bouquets of memoirs keep
Now in the tides of withering going
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In your heart you wear love
Like a sundown falling sky
In the cloudlets far above
Into a sunset going lullaby
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If I were a fairy
I'd always be with you
My gray bearded and hairy
Leprechaun in blue
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In some of its many ways
Air to air plays
With love songs of wintry breeze
At the top and around leafy trees
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Rise, raise my flow
Of poetry thought I tell you
My feeling like water will go
On to clouds and blue
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We are all made of stars
That will never die
We are all made of stars
From the low to high
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Oh love is so sweetly during,
Each honey flower bud
Like spring in the morning
That has its seeds florid
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To the evening where love´s now going
From shadows falling and dancing away
Where night comes again in winter's play
With its icily frosty on glowing
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Daydreaming is often bad
Getting you nowhere at time
Living with once that you had
When it was early and prime
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