Peter S. Quinn

Beneath The Nightfall Moon - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Beneath the nightfall moon,
The autumn's beauty is in;
Approach of winter's dragoon,
Is near to my goose-skin.
A day now darkens soon,
With all its worldly chagrin;
But love songs are immune,
To the wet and cold yin.

Beneath my sorrow deep,
There is a shadowed morn;
So my eyes may then weep,
And my heart be inside torn.
The summer is now asleep,
And beautiful colors adorn;
Until the next year I'll keep,
The thoughts I had well-worn.

My spirit to darkness attune,
Though nothing there shall reap;
For all is grayish roughhewn,
That comes from cold outleap.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 15, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010

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