Peter S. Quinn Poems

Let romance be romance
Every dark night be morning
And love our 2nd chance
In love's ever turning
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I am like the breeze on the ocean waves
Drinking from the breasts of the afar deep
Flowers from the glistening morning weep
And each of its longing that daybreak craves
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She takes me with a smile
And gives me so much to give back
Our hours drifted awhile
Until we again did talk
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Weave me a summer air
Oh sully autumn breeze
Give me the blossoms there
Before the ground will freeze
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A delightful thought
Because of its pearly glow
Always with winter is caught
Of icily frosty snow
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A flower in the fall has withered
The colors that breathed so free,
For summer songs are now all flown
And lifeless's each bloom and tree.
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Heather oh heather
how sweet you are,
in summer weather
and blossoming afar!
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'I am the wind' says the wind,
I will improvise pictures in the sand;
What I've explored or chagrined,
You shall come to understand.
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Yellow leaves fall,
Summer is gone;
Winds northern brawl,
To carry cold on.
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