Peter S. Quinn Poems

You and I don't waste nothing,
Fresh it's going to the heart;
Feelings for tomorrow must sing,
If you give them each a start.
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Give what in you take,
Everything is at stake;
Turn again your head,
For you know it - you are dead!
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Let the dreams come and go,
For the night will arrive;
When moon's in shadows glow,
Light and dark comes to live.
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Take me over there,
Where all things start to come;
I am always aware,
Where it's all coming from.
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Weave me on the timeless
For every day I long
Every thought in hope caress
That comes to be a song
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winter sky clouded-
the cold snow reaches the knees
in yawning footsteps
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Love is quiet and cold today
And spring nowhere around now
The iciness dropp fall play
To make us more down somehow
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Darkish cloud night - oh profound winter's dream
Boundaries of every passion close
Like a river through an ice water goes
Filling the ways by its shattered low beams
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Last midnight was my turning dreams and ways
Coming down and settle for the inside blue
Lights of redness in dark and swinging grays
Everywhere around and coming through
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Them cool green leaves
That comes around
When spring breezy breeze
Is again here found
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