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  85.     

Time Is a Time Going

Time is a time going
On to the steps all around
From the departure flowing
And needs again to be found
Signs are the pathways tomorrow
Making the destinies road
Feelings of yesterday borrow
And taking of their many load
When time is a time going

Time is a time showing
That has been done before
Nothing to no one owning
Making its settle to score
Rise to times and their sign
Everything comes to unwind
When stumbling upon to align
Which has been before assigned?
When time is a time showing

Time is a time knowing
All that’s been done before?
Fast forward speed or slowing
With nothing to know anymore
The Situations matching all up
Finding a way to survive
Holding its own not at all to stop
That’s what makes it alive
When times are times knowing

Time is a time staying
With its perspective content
On to each stage playing
Onto their purpose and advent
Nothing to take for sure
For so much is far behind
When corners come to allure
To those illusions that are blind
When time is a time staying

Time is a time tomorrow
When much has turned around
And we of those steps borrow
When none's there to be found
Halfway and through the hide
Everything is crocked not straight
Compromised intention inside
To have it all again deactivate
For time is a time tomorrow
 
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  86.     

Titanic (A Love Song)

Every day every moment
Our love I shall carry on,
As in the past when you were here
But those times are now done and gone;
In my heart you remain always
From the distance through every time,
Every day every moment
You are still with me everywhere.

How can I carry my burden lonely like this?
I long for your lips and your kiss.
How can I carry on a heart so broken?
Without your words that were never spoken.

Every day every moment
Our love I shall carry on,
And my sorrow I shall bear
But joyful moments are all gone;
You are here you are there
In my ways and all remaining days,
From the distance through time
Can you feel my lonely tear?

Moments with you I shall always miss
Belonging to you is my only wish,
How can I carry on a heart so broken?
Without your words that were never spoken.
 
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  87.     

Winter sky clouded (winter haiku)

winter sky clouded-
the cold snow reaches the knees
in yawning footsteps



*There's snowing much in Reykjavνk right now. So I was thinking about Matsuo Basho, when he wrote:

Autumn moonlight-
a worm digs silently
into the chestnut.


Translated by Robert Hass
 
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  88.     

Your Songs...

Your songs are so beautiful
Like roses and gardens sapphire
With their moments never dull
As days come clearly in desire
The sweetness of your singing
In pomp and circumstance
With every street front bringing
In days of embrace and trance

Like love-song of the minions
In silences and tone bend
For the street daughters and sons
That colors mix and blend
In every footstep going
Where everyone once is for all
In the songs and words knowing
That comes in their daily call

Your voice rises from sleep
Onto the banquet of its time
For the days onward to keep
From guitar’s strumming rhyme
O love songs of the streets
Among the folks there walking
Of pure instances stepping feet’s
And in all its audibly talking

Many town loves have been torn
Inside endless dispute and flow
And each their sound newborn
In beginnings of daybreak's glow
When feelings are low and blending
During endless time and space
And on to the futures commanding
Within your tone blend and grace

Like love-song of the minions
In silences and tone bend
For the street daughters and sons
That colors mix and blend
In every footstep going
Where everyone once is for all
In the songs and words knowing
That comes in their daily call
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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