There Are Tangling Woods (From, Myspace) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There are tangling woods
Inside of every soul
With their deep dim hoods
For each character role
The many assorted roots
That fill every its compart
With plenty of fruits
For new seeds to start

These are men and women
Those give life their goes
In every ways rimmin'
Those kindle its glows
And comes down the hills
Of futures here on
In a thoroughfare it fulfills
Till their effloresce are done

Tomorrow breezes are of this
The enduring follows
From around vivaciousness bliss
That surrounds and wallows
Every time has its manner
To be true and search through
With its state and its banner
To make it again all new