Falling Fall Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Falling fall
In endless grays
Darkness to call
Its deep shrivel ways
Blossom blooms
Dry and in bleach
From winter dooms
That death did reach

You gave a heart
In bottomless ocean
A hurting dart
In your emotion
What is there to feel?
That comes to make
Your memories unreal
As they doth awake

My love´s try
Is opening up
To a clouded sky
And gray bottomless cup
All what I have found
Thru days gone
Their inside sound
That now seems done