Untwine Those Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Untwine those darkish and hazy on dreams
Those sometimes seem to come from nowhere
Like a flickering light on river streams
Those forget the days where sunlight did bear

Like a day and night in its counter flame
Of contrast edifice of shadowy dance
The inside fingers of its darkish acclaim
When dream goes from sleep in its twilight trance

The contrast mood of imaginary ways
That glow not the same each break of day on
Of innocent light those brighten the sky

A morning burning to the evening grays
Till its flickering yellow gold - is all gone
As the last of its fire away shall die