Turning Points Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Turning points
Making a difference
Connecting joints
All in given chance
Strums of loneliness
You and I so close
Departure in caress
As the evening goes

Songs of emotions
Deep from inside
Connecting dark oceans
Like its ways wide
Dreams that can't be
Nothing for them now
Like a leafless tree
In night sky brow

Hidden thoughts arrest
Flowing on in heart
Arrows in its nest
Never love did start
Day of evening coming
Age in all its knowing
Echoes yesterdays humming
Soon time for going