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  4197.     

To Snowdrop

1.

The sea wolf comes with each tide
Circling the waves of the weary darkness
Its dark cloud will sound its wind through the ray
And give its way to inner light
What it else brings, who will know
Only few hours and minutes more till beginning burn
When the stars will fall off to shine
To the mistress - the 'pale head heavy as metal' (sic)

2.

Flowers of dark surround the head
With inside wintering bouquets’ from earth
Weasel and crow are searching still
Giving a thought to the inside grown wild,
Like a flash from light, each understands
Through the mind of darkness of normalness
Death is not within these infinities
Nor madness that pursues Snowdrop

(Inspiration: Ted Hughes’ Snowdrop

Now is the globe shrunk tight
Round the mouse’s dulled wintering heart
Weasel and crow, as if moulded in brass
Move through an outer darkness
Not in their right minds,
With other deaths. She, too pursues her ends
Brutal as the stars of this month
Her pale head heavy as metal) .
 
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  4198.     

To The Days Ahead

To the days ahead,
I will follow renewed
Shades have now bled
And branches lie nude;
Cold and the breeze
Inside here are growing,
With different ecstasies
And other ways showing.

A night in sully mood
And wondering ways,
Showing, be ballyhooed
In different grayer days;
Now inside comes out
And fills the senses too,
With thoughts far about
Something from the new.

Contrast between the past
And this now that goes on,
The right ahead in cast
What is then again gone!
All that drifts to ahead
With futures of its own,
The aforementioned said:
Disappearing from enthrone.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4199.     

To The Days That Are Coming

There are days that are coming
All so inside of this
With their future on summing
In a dreamy way and bliss
When a heart is awaken
In its beating and trust
And each seat is there taken
That has not been yet lost

When you feel the new light
In the days that are growing
And the future becomes bright
In to where it’s all going
And we feel what we know
Trust that’s meant all to be
In a memory that will glow
As you come new things to see

There are futures now lifting
Every curtain down drawn
All happy days onward shifting
Those were under winter’s gown
Your heart will beat in singing
Every day is coming new
And new spring in bringing
As these moments go on through

When you feel the new light
In the days that are growing
And the future becomes bright
In to where it’s all going

You will understand it all
Why our existence is like this
Winter, spring, summer and fall
In a dreamy way and bliss
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4200.     

To The Dim Oceans (From, Spring Come Come)

Do not be gone to love's dream
In to the darkness weeping
To the dim oceans faraway stream
Where shadows of flowers are creeping

The lonely skies for evermore
And rainy clouds all around blowing
Where thoughts of sorrow drift to shore
Into the yesterday's nowhere going

Where the eyes of a dripping tear
Radiance of everlasting is showing
And feelings of loneliness are near
With their mood shallowness glowing

Bouquets bound to be cast away
And nowhere into tomorrows’ color fire
The Realms of dark to meet the day
To give of its deep grief-stricken desire

Love that I had like a hope in its past
Walking away to departing times
Distant structure how curtly they last
Taken away into the offset of primes

Long is how long in comparative state
Nothing to hold on that can be of certain
All is approach of routes to each fate
Giving of pleasures and burning of pain
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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