Inside My Winter Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Inside my winter
Of darkness gleaming night
Where cold’s now in rime tinter
With not much light
My dreams are going wingless
Thru abysses of frost
And tones of shades songless
That autumn had lost

Inside those going nowhere
Of all my thoughts regain
Their footsteps close adhere
In loneliness and strain
O spring tomorrow’s sunshine
Now come again and sing
And draw your sweetness line
Around my fire ring

Inside my loneliness
Where heart beats are depressed
In winter’s achiness
That once summer caressed
My dreams are drifting clouds
On roadways to ahead
I walk among the crowds
And leaves from autumn’s bed