Peter S. Quinn


Peter S. Quinn Poems

241. I Believe 7/25/2015
242. Life Is A Dream 7/28/2015
243. Just Another Day 9/25/2015
244. Touch My Heart 9/25/2015
245. A Rose On A Piano 10/8/2015
246. Come And Make It A While 10/8/2015
247. As You Are 10/19/2015
248. The Winter Is Now Here 11/6/2015
249. All Time Goes Away 11/8/2015
250. I Am Just Waiting For You 11/8/2015
251. I'm Always So Alone 11/8/2015
252. Dark Of Love Is Deep 11/8/2015
253. Come And Be A Star 11/10/2015
254. Doubt 11/11/2015
255. Oh Love - My Darling 11/11/2015
256. A Night In A Frosty Glow 11/18/2015
257. My Heart Is Here 11/22/2015
258. Ages Of Heartache 11/23/2015
259. Let Your Heart Flow 11/24/2015
260. I'm Sittin' By A Whishing Tree 11/25/2015
261. Love Is... 1/7/2016
262. Every Day's You 1/9/2016
263. Fireflies 2/4/2016
264. It's Time 2/4/2016
265. Music Of Day Music Of Night 2/4/2016
266. I'm Lost Completely 2/7/2016
267. Carry Me On To Hope 2/25/2016
268. Here Comes My New Day 2/25/2016
269. Love Oh Love 2/25/2016
270. Goodbye Says The Wind 2/25/2016
271. Goodbye 2/26/2016
272. Here I Am 3/20/2016
273. Don't Leave Me Out In The Cold 3/20/2016
274. Shades Of Gray And Dark 3/20/2016
275. Let's Talk About Love 3/21/2016
276. Spring Spring Come 4/9/2016
277. Blossoms White And Blue 4/9/2016
278. Here Is A Heart 4/10/2016
279. All Life Is Going On 4/10/2016
280. The Gone Days 4/11/2016
Best Poem of Peter S. Quinn

Sad In Blue (A Lyric)

Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
The night is all dark out side
Nowhere to run
Sad sad sad in blue

Into the night hold me tight
Love me babe I need some light
What's wrong and what's right
When shadows dwell and abide

Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
Is there some star shoot in sight
To wish upon
For sad sad sad you

Into the night take a flight
Feelings, touch, everything out sight
Love me with feelings ok
Come come babe now closer ...

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All Things Must Past

All things must past what of day is here born
First it gives pleasure and then it is gone,
Like a glow from dawn's new rising pylon
Light of the day that to dark is forworn;
All what to fate is impaired and forlorn
Turning to echoes like fading carillon,
Forgot in darkness what once was of dawn
First it was merry - but now it is lorn.

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