Peter S. Quinn Poems

Another summer day
Now on the horizon

Coming of colored way
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Enjoying life before it all away goes
On to the winter’s playing penumbra field
What was of proceeding is now like glows
One at a time falling in oldness yield
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To the open sea
Of the faraway
I’ll be going on free
To meet a new day
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The day is now becoming dark
With its silver threads and lining
Summer shine that once did spark
Is still from the inside shining
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If you're thought is paper worth
With words from inside grown
That your heart gave birth
Like seagulls in the sky
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Fallen autumn leaves,
Summer songs and shade believes
- in their sweetest eves.
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morning walking
lingering on
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There was this little willow tree,
That lived for many seasons;
It had its branches wild and free,
Without giving any reasons.
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Winter's pale roses
Always long for cold
On windows frosty poses
Until the ice can't hold
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The birds have flown together
And found their ways at last.
Day is nearly gone into the forest dark
With passions the hours gave,
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