Peter S. Quinn


Sonnet, The Voice Of Dreams - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The sky in my sunrise comes like avowed
With colors in sunshine and shades in dark,
And everything love will give and then spark
To cast on its light and have more endowed;
For dreams I live can only be unplowed
If days appear as the evenings remark,
Give me the songs from the daybreak's first lark
That once to afternoon singing's allowed.
The voice of my music will move to song
And bring from my soul - to lips and the heart,
For all is of dream that I love and long
And from within touch will never depart;
The voice that's of dreams can it then begin?
If we have others - and never tune in.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2003



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