Into New Dream Ways Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Into new dream ways
Fresh comes the night
As the evening light plays
In its last going flight

Dream to dream perfection
In every time’s glow
Thru realities rejection
That now is on its go

On to the dreamy sky
My thoughts are now running
Asking no question why
Colors are so awakening

Floating my ship from shore
Going to dreams far land
For beauty more and more
Those only thoughts understand

Come with my boat along
To the afar fairytales
With its magical sea song
In its weaving’s promenades

Where the feelings are true
Just like the splendid day
For every reflection’s renew
That comes thru its way