Peter S. Quinn Poems

Come come now in spring
With your joyful singing
Blue skies for everything
Into my thoughts bringing
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Shadow birds
Are out there
In disguise vizard
And baleful snare
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She’s waiting with her dreams
On the other side
Like the waving ocean streams
Her heart is her guide
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A day is for tomorrow in its giving
If build up on your dreams with a flute song
Softness pitch for the comfort of living
In the compartments of the dreams you long
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Love me too - like a river stream or the air
Give me emotions from your loving wing
Every breath of tone - to my heart to sing
Love me for being with you still always here
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Most beautiful poem's the one never written
Like the wind in the trees and the leaves
In summer it comes in moments to please
Or ripples on water in tones hidden
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Who is this lady in the rain?
Always like a shadow
Walking to somewhere in drain
Because she must go
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It’s finally gone
Beautiful yesterday bright
Carrying like drift on
Spaces of memories light
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Faraway above
Clouds always drifting
Fluffy much full of
In their air lifting
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O flowers come to flower
And bring in heart of time
These hours are true hour
In days of timeless prime
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