Peter S. Quinn Poems

Something lost in the rustic leaves
Of an old September song
I've found again in summer retrieves
Of June daydreaming long
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The leaves are in now green
With breezy bud's tint
Twilight’s of days between
And fragrances of sweet mint
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Daydreams to the night
Fall on to the sky
Going to red dim from bright
Of blossoms fiery dye
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It’s so easy to only take
Without any understanding
Nothing to follow or make
Only our views landing
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Come be my freedom groom
With your true speech
I am of earth bloom
For the new soil to reach
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Blue gold sky
Your fire is burning
Horizon questions why
Your evening is yearning
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Song of the rain
Has its chorus line
When it flows down the lane
Like glow in sunshine
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Pure nature shade plush
Are those you have found
When dream in dream flush
In sightings here around
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Love songs of the sea
They drift the shore along
Giving themes wild and free
In their to and fro song
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The days are coming clearly through
With what they want to share and do

With the edges of times town
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