The Night Is Here Again (From The 'Upside Down') Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The night is here again for its awhile
Moods laid out to give obscurity dark
Deep within its dusk meditation style
And on to the stars that come here to spark
A love song in to evening that's gone
Carried to distance habitation out there
Always going parallax - and on and on
From turning generation to nowhere

Every day's simple moods of pleasures
Come to end of rotating invention
Night dreaming with its many possessions
Hidden meaning of compass treasures
The indistinctness of its dimension
That gives each dreaming more impressions