Peter S. Quinn


A Dream 2 - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A dream that I have found
From in my heart alone
Comes here again around
And feels like weighting stone

It is of all feelings true
And gives as much to tell
But its what it will do
That makes its weighty spell

And I therefore am in dim
Of what this song might be
With full of its acronym
That I cannot thoroughly see

Its wings fly in the night
And gives me dim metaphor
I cannot sketch its light
Nor know what its song is for

It goes here its own way
And I find its travel bemused
I hear only its wings play
But still I am all confused


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 29, 2009



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