Sweet Roses Of Time Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sweet roses of time
The roots in earth bound
Reasons for their rime
Everything inside found
Flowers of lonely darks
Or in the bed of spring
Each of their shady sparks
Whatever joy they'll bring

What makes a world live
Within each loneliness
What you and I can give?
Into this verve bottomless
The strangers of each trend
Or moments that can't stay
Thoughts nowhere spend
Each of its many lay

Hours to spark again
With every drifting done
What here came in vain?
To be misguided in spun
Flowers on wall and street
Seeding each life more on
Whatever lonely heartbeat
That’s without its liaison