Peter S. Quinn Poems

I wanted to say
Dreams are ripping away
With every longing that's done
Into its forgetfulness gone
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Every day that comes shall get old
With the spinning wheels of infinity
And age in pastimes for you and me
To give each one prosper to raise and hold
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Colonnades of glory
Thoughts of the whispering free
Unseen dimensional aurae
Of songs sweet melody
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There are so many ways that move
And give you more to follow
Wisdom words coming through
When all reality is hollow
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Somebody is waiting inside this way
Feeling some trouble and being alone
Coming to first light and giving its gray
Always on itinerant like stepping stone
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Love darkness comes so easily
Into the haze of evening bright
Playfully light and so breezily
From corners to corner into sight
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The brick
Walls
Have taken
My balloon
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Love me with your love
If you feel the same way
These times are so full of
Night and its lonely day
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Dreams are to carry on
Blowing high and blowing low
Summerset morning never gone
Every worthwhile and glow
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Today I am dreaming
To where I am going
I hope it's true
I hope it's true
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