Peter S. Quinn Poems

Oh sweetest rose with colours dark and light,
For your pleasure and tender as you are;
It gives you fragrance long into the night,
And is as lovely as the blinking star.
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In the hearts of summer I have there found,
A colourful nature I love and adore,
Its awakening pleasures are sure and sound,
And always at each step one finds there more.
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Love may be sweet or bitter in its taste,
With assortments in every bouquet blooms;
Some may fall dead and others time will waste,
For so many are the brides and the grooms.
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The evening is melodious calling,
For all forest songs are so high and near;
The light from the day sky is down falling,
In the eventide I now closely hear:
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Remembered days
Twisting its memories in
Turntable longing ways
Inside every spin
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Through the days and night
Drifting low and high
With their longings in flight
Through the blue summer sky
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Love let new spring be you
Fresh in its new beginning
Heart always young and true
From growth now singing
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Now there's time to sing
All my life is a spinning wheel
Here’s love joyful spring
Coming again and hearts to steal
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Why love is always cornered out
To somewhere no one knows
My daydreams are inside me
Showing me ways I didn't see
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Sunset wintry glow
Felling that didn't be
Footsteps you didn't know
Revealed for none to see
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