Peter S. Quinn Poems

The black desire
in soft haze nights

feared dreams
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Time for stars
to sight

awakening lights
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Clouds
interfering still

each end will happen
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Beautiful centuries
Greek and Roman

the golden age
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Bittersweet and haunting
the drops sounding

falling two
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Dear you

missed your
overflowing laughter
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Unwashed wings
encompass the scene
eyes and will
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Along fustiness
guarding disembodied spot
the cocoons of fancy
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Tropical waters
with solace shore
and moon above
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A languid needle
torpor dreams

on and on
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