Peter S. Quinn Poems

Our imagined poems are like mythmakin'
They fill your heart with strangest singing too,
And each of them is like those that are new
And lightly not to the real ones be taken;
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Stand for more,
Everything streams on;
Between tide's war,
And unwounded dacron.
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To the stars in the sky
I must sing this song,
For they glitter and die
Both faintly and strong;
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Dig the dogs
That bark and bite,
Dysfunctional clogs
That give a blight;
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Give me your love that's true
Darling anything is possible
It's all up to me and you
For the times never to be dull
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With a mind and a face of an angel,
She toned each my feelings with affection;
Letting on me, fragile kind of marvel,
And showing me the straightest direction.
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