When Freshly Thoughts Wake Up Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

As love songs come in its so easy go
I shall be waiting still always for you
And like the words that will come on to flow
Sometimes or not they'll become true
In wishful thinking the lines then show
One by one in their stirring above height
In what it is that comes then to know
Of each their threw of the giving's and right
When freshly thoughts wake up dreams and new roots
In air as firm as all their shining touch
And be of novel depths like amours foods
That we love to eat and share with as much
When feelings are like valleys uplifting
Or through the timeless oceans drifting


• I was reading E.E. Cummings: http: //www-scf.usc.edu/~thier/ee/ - or somewhere else - when I wrote the above…