Peter S. Quinn Poems

All I'm trying to do is find you
With what you have to offer me
Something that is true or untrue
In the things you’re set out to be
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Something to say
And trying to fulfill
Anything at all
With its content skill
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Like a day that will start
I will grow on to be
Somewhere feelings counterpart
To grow on and become free
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Like the nectar my love has its flower
That will long to the epoch and then fall
With its flourish liberated avower
The working-day light reaching and its brawl
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The night is here again for its awhile
Moods laid out to give obscurity dark
Deep within its dusk meditation style
And on to the stars that come here to spark
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Let's join each living kernel here with me
I welcome you repeatedly reborn
A flower sifting of freshness and free
To become old in interim and worn
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Oh time here comes my song in cold mood
To lift up thoughts that has now gone away
Be to trice inspirations and its food
For lure of days can never for long stay
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I've found my heart in the eventide
With dosage of its freshness and quiet stills
Where the airy vapors of drifting glide
Over mountain clippings and nightfall hills
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Songs that come like dreams
In to the evening tenderly
With their love themes streams
Candle of thoughts to be
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My thoughts are in with ease
With giving and their takings
The profound roots of trees
That each our touch is aching
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