Peter S. Quinn Poems

Give me time to see
The hours tenderly
As summer days are still showing
Whiles will go away
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There is nothing less
That you won't find
In your caress
Its flowers of heart
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The streets are empty for winter is still here,
With the somberness of weeks still to come;
The swift winds of tomorrow with its glum,
May swirl away darkness needing a steer.
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There are many different occasions
A mood comes in with ever season
Something new in every invasion
Moments you embrace only once
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Evoke your heart with
Surprises, surprises,
Because in a poem
There are a lot of disguises.
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Twilights of summer night,
Sparkling stars are falling;
Futures seem always bright,
Eager they are calling.
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Dream and dream on
While winter is here
Soon the green is gone
From under everywhere
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Poems of summer
Growly going by
Breezy on strummer
Blue open sky
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Total eclipse,
Of all things that we see;
Breaking our thoughts,
With fire of desire.
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Getting away
From silent sky
Meeting today
In summer bird cry
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