Peter S. Quinn


Twofold Is Each Uneven Blade - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Maybe tomorrow you'll know
How every flavor stays
Fast paces come and the slow
Inside the moment's grays
Each one is just what he is
Dimming skies or the sunrise
Feelings and the torching bliss
Blessing with their many highs

Love is to be through life
Without its resentment part
Work on fulfillment strife
Bring in beats from your heart
Singing a tune that remains
After the hours are flown
Recollections in all over strains
On to their inside own

Maybe you'll find your sunset
Contained by this vast sky
Happy yesteryears vignette
Those that will not at all die
Memories are made from days
That you have lived and made
Many are the rotating ways
Twofold is each uneven blade

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 5, 2011


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