Peter S. Quinn

Some Cold Seconds - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Some cold seconds
In to the bloody hours
Summer has gone away
Growing the frosty flowers
Nothing comes to life
That wasn't meant to be
Living’s a hard onward strife
Both for you and me

Daydreams on the going
Like the clouds so high
Daytime beat growing
Till they in echo die
Something will reach on back
When we will reach another year
Maybe it'll something lack
That now is close and near

Some split waving’s
On to the new alone
Memories with their cravings
In tomorrow kind of tone
Living is never easy
For us both to be free
It gets so wholesome breezy
Complex within simplicity

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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