Peter S. Quinn


Music - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Music is an endless longings,
all the dreams I know.
in all its many days singings,
that with each occasions go.

Love is there endlessly too,
in dreams of tones free.
A melody going through,
its songs of times endlessly.

Music makes the world go,
like a carousel going by.
A morning in a daybreak glow,
all in my longings and try.

All in its days and night,
music in sweetest melody.
Like a glow on horizon bright,
all in its tune and harmony.

Music my sweetest delight,
all what is within its tone.
Like a daybreaks starting flight,
with it you are never alone.

Dreams in their dreams away,
in beautiful continuing lines.
Like rise of a new starting day,
a sun in its break of day shines.

Topic(s) of this poem: harmony, music


Comments about Music by Peter S. Quinn

  • Robert Murray Smith (9/13/2017 4:18:00 PM)


    Peter a very lyrical write of delight.10

    Robert
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 13, 2017



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