Peter S. Quinn

With Rooms Full Of Noise (From New Waves To The Shore) - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sudden heavy fall through the time doorways
With rooms full of noise and of snapping sparks
Tone colors of the full orchestra plays
In to the grindings of tomorrow arks
Shading's of the fire candlesticks of span
Crowing the hour and instant set ajar
Rays after nightfall to attire each scan
Note at a time in its rhythmical bar

Oceans of greatness full rout of its bray
Forced from the moderation waving need
Spinning its rapture in to the far split
Black holes white holes opposite play
In with understanding that life may read
To the ever gyrating abyss knit

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011

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