Peter S. Quinn
Sonnet 40, Empowered Words Of Golden - Poem by Peter S. Quinn
Empowered words of golden thoughts like vine,
That holds its breath in everything yet seen;
Twilight nights which are here still in between,
Until daybreak with glowing spurs will shine.
And draws out the blue sky's horizon line,
Where every dream to man unknown has been;
And our days of yearning all do on lean,
For it is of golden thread - spun so fine.
These reverie thoughts are hills of our abyss
And come again with every muse new birth,
When Apollo bards with golden lips kiss,
With everything Pegasus flight's then worth.
The kingdoms there are like the heaven's bliss,
But still they are down here with man and earth.
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