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Behind Is Everywhere (from, Spring Come Come)

Day and night is flowing
Inside here with me
Through the times locked going
Behind is everywhere
There is what I needed
Making it to the shadows
Everything - you read it
Before, from your eye goes

Lost there on the highway
With so many songbirds
Passing on life wandering ways
On to some old roads dirt
You have given everything
With the singings thats behind
Nothing more through air to bring
What of is left in absent mind

Yesterdays were always
Full of its city starlight falls
Frilling up dirty ashtrays
Against some figured walls
Road is left for nothing
Circling around this freeway
Time to ages is bluffing
To the traveling homeward lay
 
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  1178.     

Behind open dusk

Behind open dusk
The truth dwindles

Towards the life
Of gentle years

Like today
Fading sky
Bleaches steps
slowly
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1179.     

Behind The Streets of Time (From, Poet on WWW)

Behind the streets of time,
Hours never stop flowing;
The growing trees in climb,
Their age are now showing.
Hiding faces there falling on,
Creating erasion of a vision;
Before too long day's gone,
Into the twilight's precision.

Erasing the light creations,
In clouds that are drifting by;
Black electrifies abductions,
In the evening dimish sky.
Till morn hangs over roofs,
Downpour of glowing black;
Star spots and many spoofs,
Returning the sunshine back.

Behind the slowly minutes,
Never the same hour face;
Dawn together aggregates,
In the coloring aerospace
What has a man then seen?
In a nocturnal dreaming past;
Where have the thoughts been,
While the body lay bedfast.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1180.     

Behind This Street

Behind this street of somewhere to go
Is another backyard for you waiting
To another heart and a beat to slow
Through the times of stories debating

With its love in sleep and waking between
Through steps to another street somewhere
Where all the little boys and girls may be seen
Joyfully playing games from here to there

Each story with explanations to an end
From the corners where another street will start
And people meeting each other to befriend
From angles of their own trustworthy heart

Where another page shall be written more on
With the notebooks from street memories gone
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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