Peter S. Quinn Poems

This is the peace tree
Of living life's fruit
In freedom of its free
Without wars intuit
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Love is colorful
In its true simplicity
With its inside pull
Always more to be
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Like fields of time
Always renew
To the heights prime
Going here thru
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There is a sun that meets the night
In each freshly made coming day
When fresh thoughts go to flight
Turning upside and coming away
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Hours of the night in their deep
Sinuous on and always flowing
Fog bound rhythm speeding keep
Their onward footsteps going
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Dream dream away
But never give up your dreams
There shall come a sunshine day
With fresh river streams
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Flickering light - dream lights!
Reflections on the river of time
Blossoms of glow in the flights
Life of light in darkness lime
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All or nothing whatever it is
Coming or going by
Something small eternally this
Forever slipping high
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The days are going by,
Motionless black sea;
Through open unknown sky,
Into new times delivery.
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Come here again darling spring
In fragrance of sights and beauty
With birds that lovely will sing
Forever with passion and carefree
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