Peter S. Quinn Poems

Remember my heart
It is always so white
Few feelings apart
From your conducting
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We will never say good-bye
To our self even when we sleep
Our dreams are fresh and new
With clearance and in deep
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I've found sorrow and I've found joy
Both are as fresh as the water I drink
One was of taste the other a decoy
Which one is either you must now think
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Stranger be not within
Drive forces come and go
Impel your visions to win
Everything will then show
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Autumn is coming with moments so fresh,
Gardens once more showing maturing shades;
The colors there are of summer enmesh,
Each has its strength before further it fades.
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Solar bright time
perfect silky lines

playful particles
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Unfolded wisdom
glowing supernovas
created with life
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Wounded again
without shape
or mind
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The wandering night so profound and dark,
With faraway lights of the stars to come;
In oceans of clouds so little they spark,
That one's still wondering where they blink from.
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There are dreams in a mind,
Never conquered all through;
Their powers not refined,
Nor understood, but so true.
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