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  4029.     

There Are Obsessions

There are obsessions for every ride
Loneliness out there to stay
Shadows of night they sometimes hide
Into the morning and the day
Feelings of sickness everywhere go
Letting you down from the start
Something that only you know
Breaking and piercing your heart

Blossoms of cold in each fight
Nothing will give there any dream
Only the dark in the hour’s fright
With each their uncertainty beam
Oceans and waves that everything lacks
Believing nothing from its cast
Huge spaces of emptiness and blacks
All with their time to low and adjust

We are there standing in our wishing
Anywhere going for even some more
Part of us knowing some dreams missing
Nobody is forever of anything sure
Adapting footsteps through the streets
Of nobody's ways in a cruel world
Each of our emotion opposition meets
Scattering thoughts - dreams unfurled
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4030.     

There Are Only Dreams Between

There are only dreams between
Those rising wings and me
Not everything is held or seen
That on this earth is free
The blue sky made with caress
And beyond time and still
Between those hours of loneliness
That space afar might fulfill

There's much deep turning dark
With flowers of its believe
And moments in silences spark
Those have their hope and weave
That keeps a shining soul bright
And brings their going on
From previous touched life's night
That from reality is now gone

There are only dreams between
Those free up coming days
Collected bit by bit through glean
In many of assorting ways
Those precious life moments bring
And filling the steps of turn
That again through our veins do sing
As we those memories learn
 
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  4031.     

There Are Places (From, To Oscar Act Iii)

There are places so far away
Where the ocean has its spell
And dark doesn't leave the day
When the night says its farewell
There are times of lasting things
Further out in unknown nowhere
Where a different world sings
Remote from all the reality here

Something no one listens too
For the dreams are very brief
Wishful themes and quite new
That so soon must split and leave
Every heart is what you'll know
Nothing else to reach there out
Wandering waves in tides flow
Reaching to those shores about

There are pleases in the sea
Further on and tenebrific now
Where we all would want to be
But never can reach to somehow
For in reality we must hearken
Holding on to what we're seeing
If there's some somewhat darken
We are not suppose to believing

There are places so far away
Where the oceans has its spell
And dark doesn't leave the day
When the night says its farewell
There are times of lasting things
Further out in unknown nowhere
Where a different world sings
Remote from all the reality here

(Inspired by a whale that came up the Thames)
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4032.     

There Are Roses In The Garden (From, Dried Flowers)

There are roses in the garden with much fresh,
Like sea that has opened its wings flying birds;
Going footsteps the future will enmesh,
Travel along all what goes on forwards.

Instants and hours that must find its pathways,
Traveling eagles and the houseflies so small;
Coming darkish winter later spring days,
All what catches moments makes its right call.

The wanderer that is crossing at night,
Finding the earth under his worn shoes;
Transient clouds drifting in its high flight,
All the seeds that in seedlings continues.

All that is transformed again to the new,
When the summer comes green again here through.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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