Pale Eyes Of Winter Days Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Pale eyes of winter days
Neon lights flowing
Slicking streets - wintry ways
Autumn's row glowing
Edge of dim lights
The face of shadows
Crossing left's and rights
Pacing fasts and slows

Doorways and windows
Facades of solid white
Time's ticking - wind blows
In curves of dull light
Weaving waves of cold
The sleepy dreams of space
Seconds in numbs hold
Icy transmit and glace

Wintry eyes of the frost
Run thru fallen brake
On the ground glossed
Left’s of summer's wake