Midnight Shades (From, Occasional Songs) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Midnight shades
Are in the dreams done,
In day's bright blades
They are forever gone!
Starry dreams I know
Are like breezing breeze,
For some moments grow
Over my believe trees.

Midnight stars
And blue moon above,
Sightseeing dreams avatars
From shove to shove;
All that is in there between
Always silent for a word,
What we have never seen
Nor our ears ever heard.

Midnight roads
To the morning new,
Strange abstruse abodes
Known only to the few;
Starry dreams from sleep
Nocturnal songs of their own,
For each soul to keep
Differences to cornerstone.