Peter S. Quinn Poems

Love is to be so still
With songs to smooth the air
And dreams away fulfill
That come when dark is near
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The days are here of my life
What I can have and share
Each moment's stepwise strife
That moves through everywhere
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My song of the evening is to you
Illumining my thoughts in blossoms
For moments and hours to renew
Forgotten days that insistence hums
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Now days are forgetting
Each footstep in spring
Arctic austere spreading
Iced pearls on a string
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Heat of my desire like autumn wind leaves
Yesterdays going into oblivion night
Slowly motion circles of the wintry dull light
In are now the moments of flown away thrives
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My dreams are for days that are coming with rain
Sweet fields converse in to winter's dark feels
Darkness is now in and light from day peels
Woven garland dreaming yielding in pain
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Sweet is this autumn coming in
With its wheels of shadings twin
Everything for inside heart
Bleaching time to start
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Baby tomorrow I wonder
Where my thoughts shall be
Oceans afar - asunder
Where doubtful questions flee
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Oh did your see my ocean ship
Gliding its way in sails of air
Salt-sprayed plight away strip
Into the waves close and near
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Let me love you tonight
In the magic of a song
When the sky is dim in light
And our heart together long
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