Peter S. Quinn


Now The Time Is Night - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now the time is night
To the days coming
On to dream deep flight
Tones of future humming
Wind is in the rain
As drops keep falling
Silences to entertain
In their echoes calling

Softly thru the trees
Gleam is glimpsing thru
Hours of rediscoveries
Thoughts for me and you
In the ways of darkness
All is here moving on
Winter leafless starkness
November is now gone

Flying on wings of deep
Swaying tree shadows
Nothing in dawn to keep
Of its now shining glows
Morrow might come easy
With its chilliness feel
For outside is so breezy
As chance turns its wheel

Wind is in the rain
As drops keep falling
Silences to entertain
In their echoes calling
Gaping is the hour going
Embracing the far away
Glimpse on sky glowing
As night meets new day


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 2, 2010



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