Peter S. Quinn


Every Sweet Darkness - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every sweet darkness comes and goes
Turning the tides again here around
Softness and touches of summer new found
Now as the wind to the freshly sight blows
There are some questions inside each those glows
Pleasing day delusions to its bluish found
Sky with its notions in silently bound
Filling the days in with greenery rows

Come and fulfill each momentary ways
With fragrances in air and its delight
When wind of summer dances with leaves
And morning of twilight returns to days
Tip toeing daybreak in coming hours of bright
Has no time to give to winter weaves

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 5, 2008



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