Peter S. Quinn Poems

Oh baby babe give me a sign
Something I can relate to,
Or I'll be walking a strait line
Trying my luck without you;
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On a journey to within
Where my feelings all are,
I'll find dreams again
Before drifting afar;
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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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Twilights of summer night,
Sparkling stars are falling;
Futures seem always bright,
Eager they are calling.
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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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Total eclipse,
Of all things that we see;
Breaking our thoughts,
With fire of desire.
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Evoke your heart with
Surprises, surprises,
Because in a poem
There are a lot of disguises.
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surreal shapes
secrets set to be

finger of time
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The summer comes in with the dearest heat,
And assorted flower bouquets for each vase;
Vivid dresses on the new awakened street,
People walk by with a new look and face.
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