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No More Routine

In your heart you wear love
Like a sundown falling sky
In the cloudlets far above
Into a sunset going lullaby

When dreams are coloring light
Thru the shadows of a while
Before morning comes on bright
In daybreak freshly style

In your heart you wear dreams
Building days of much spring
Like a river falling streams
Within your eyes of freshness sing

Remember joys of gone things
All the days that light dawn
In the time tomorrow brings
Thru rising days silver swan

In your heart remember me
Every teardropp days have kissed
All our love joy found free
And our thoughts now missed

Every day that is now gone
Into bouquets of yesterdays
Love and joy forever on
In their flights of many ways
Peter S. Quinn

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Call it a Clown

attire in blue
with linage of red,
walk like
in the cat bed of dream
in the night, poise
of sojourner bare
footed to catch the rain
in the sun

sweet pain
returns sacrifice the
tongue with thirst
in the sweeten
salt of ages rescue, find my dear
heart, bitter than
droplets of pain
in oblation of naked body

a tangle joy
of cloth in a shadow of self
esteem, for the
only thing that sees joy breathlessly
close the biting heart
to forgive

shout and joy
the clown dance with
the osmosis
of happiness, as humbly return
the beginning that forgive the
ages of
Antonio Liao

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My Dreams are Rivers

My Dreams are Rivers
Thru day and night
True rainbows shivers
When sun is bright
But when it’s darker
Its glow will brake
That once was a sparker
Will now in tears wake

Some days are night
In its sorrows land
Where sun is not bright
In joy to understand
But pain in its caress
Its flowing on hours
So much of joy assess
And fallen sun flowers

My dreams that were day
And still are calling
When nights on its way
In darkness falling
Its brightness must go
To become darker still
So joy will have its glow
For new dreams to fulfill
Peter S. Quinn

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Love and Tragedy

Yes, I have loved with love
that was more than love
more than love,
Drove myself mad with this love
with this love,
Hoping to catch a glimpse of my love
my love,
Just seeing was not enough for me
seeing my love
my love,
So I met her, my true love,
And so true it was.

Yes, I married this girl with joy
with joy,
The splendid sense of so much joy
so much joy,
And I felt so much,
My heart melt,
melt with all my joy,
my joy,
Going to sleep with her, my true joy,
And so true it was.

Yes, I watched this girl die with sorrow
my sorrow,
The fire that did it also ignited my sorrow
my sorrow,
And there was nothing to console this sorrow
this sorrow,
my sorrow,
Even still into tomorrow,
No cope in hope to borrow,
so I stayed in sorrow,
my sorrow,
Going to sleep without my love,
my true sorrow,
And so true it was.

Yes, I heard those gruesome tolls alone
just me alone,
I stood looking at her stone while alone
so alone,
Minding on what to do, now that I'm alone,
so alone,
Listening to the bells of malicious tones,
Those horrifying, loud drones,
Those dreadful, terrible moans,
Those agonizing, tumultuous groans,
Of so many people who are also alone
just like me alone,
No one left, no one here,
I was happy once, but now I hear
The toll of those bells alone
so alone,
And my joy and my love,
Is now so far above,
Leaving me here so alone
May I hope she rests in peace,
Even through my pain's increase of sorrow
At least until tomorrow,
Where I will still be alone, truly alone,
And so true it still is.
Andy Greenwald

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