Peter S. Quinn Poems

Heart's pulse, a rhythm deep within my chest,
A symphony of life, a whispered song,
Each beat a dance, a secret love confessed,
A melody that carries me along.
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The night is here with dreams that softly gleam,
A velvet cloak adorned with stars so bright,
In whispered tones, it weaves a gentle theme,
Of moonlit paths and shadows kissed by light.
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In fields of green where sunlight softly drops,
A tiny creature leaps with boundless glee,
The grasshopper that hops and hops and hops,
A marvel of the summer, wild and free.
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In sleep's embrace, where dreams and tales entwine,
The night unfolds its stories, soft and sweet,
With whispers of a world where stars align,
And fairies dance on moonlit paths so fleet.
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Our moments come and go, like fleeting stars
That shine and fade before we grasp their light;
We chase them through the night, with hopes and scars,
But never hold them long enough to write
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I miss you still so very much, my dear
You were the one who gave me life and love;
You were the one who always held me near,
You were the one who shone like stars above.
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There comes this everything
Inside the walls of a heart
Compartment to complex bring
Full of mind-sets from start
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Nothing is for ever more
Only to the hours made
What days have inside store?
In memories are later played
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Every day should be like an untouched
To set its moods to each new occasions
The rushing of fragrance and colors clutched
Each tutored trace and tact of persuasion
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To the yesterdays gone
Old flowers to cast
Carry their dark drifting on
The onset to each past
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