Peter S. Quinn Poems

Life lights
to touch fire stars

cloud of time
...

Bursting buds
of April's blossom

from purple to white
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Suffering phobias
of bruised egos

the future is lost
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Shattered lightning
gleams of darkness
abound
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High waves
of riding dolphins

the curly hues
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Fire stars of heaven
in to-night peace

crossing the changes
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Melodies encircling
a drowning night

flute caressing
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