Peter S. Quinn Poems

When you play along in sunshine
The dim moods are around
Feelings from the dark deep brine
Nowhere else to be found
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The time's clatter has all our worthless frauds,
And what they are worthy to worldly gods;
We build our hearts from a stone or a tree,
Though further on we perhaps begin to see:
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May the New Year have many bright new days,
For cold and dark will lose its footage soon;
As summer arrives - in playful songs and rays,
Where it reaches heights, in the lateness of June.
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I've seen it in my dreams they're yesterdays
Swans of tomorrow that are going deep
Swimming into the darkness which will creep
When moods from forthcoming winter plays
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Cherish each moment we shared together,
For hours were short lived in days now done;
Memories pass for worst or the blether,
And what we were and had, soon will be gone.
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How come you must burn, so fast and so bright?
Oh star faraway in the darkly sky;
In the flames of the bluest of the night,
How lonesome you must eternally fly.
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Winning the hour
morning time
in dew
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Morning bloomed
of remembered times

when your blue eyes
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Swimming fish
fulfills its
desire
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