Around The Sunshine Going – An Evening Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am dreaming into the lonely day
That slowly will make the evening play
Around the sunshine going
And subsiding shadows flowing

So much of autumn colors
Are coming in dark and dim
Around and round like crullers
The blossoming bud will trim

My heart wend away this eve
With thoughts that yearning weave
And makes one happy or sad
Of what one - once had

Like the wind in trees and on leaves
Each moment is so valuable
In what our mind conceives
And gives our thoughts to rule

Their secret lies in their breath
That momentarily comes through
And with their instant death
There comes in a different view

I dream like the flies passing by
Drifting away with the puff of air
Where the perspicuity will untie
What lines I’ve written here…