Four Picture Poems Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Four Picture Poems
the moon kisses
with dark lips
when bird of desire
returns

midday clouds
swallows slowly
the old day

alone serenity
in peaceful space

slowing
and drown floating
echoes of water gills

quivering brushes
of appearing darkness

strange and pretty
first photos
through infant steps
of identities

where passing tales
at earth places
are present

ink-stained score pages
touching alone heart
with silent music

note sensations
in quiet praise
to fingered will