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  1177.     

Drops of Dark

There are drops of dark today
In the ever parting of love
Its sorrows avow in its play
Like flickering clouds far above
Its dream like a forgotten song
A passion upon brows of dark
Each night away day to long
When evening΄s full in its spark

Both you and I will be gone
In its dream of forever night
Like love in past did shone
When days were full and bright
Brightness will be flown away
A day becomes like a night
As the storm of oblivion play
And we take our ending flight

Like a mirage all living seem
The waves of the profound deep
Tormented shore of its stream
Not ours everlasting to keep
Such visions a unfeeling wave
With every to give and take
Longings of the deep love crave
When outside the dark΄s awake
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1178.     

Dulcet Time

Dulcet time is always coming,
When the clouds are away with tears;
Little birds in trees are humming,
New songs from forgotten years.

Pleasing love is color blooming,
To sweetest you who is so dear;
All the seeds in earth are booming,
Reaching out for growth and flare.

Trust me you will likewise be glad,
When in your garden roses grow;
And take away your lonesome sad,
That from winter past did show.

Pleasing love is color blooming,
To sweetest you who is so dear;
All the seeds in earth are booming,
Reaching out for growth and flare.

My eyes wander throughout the night,
Looking to a faraway star;
This blazes out its twinkle light,
Without knowing who we are.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1179.     

Dust of Times – Simple Dust (additional number to Album, Like Love is True)

Dust of times will never go
It will always be found
Dust to dust in the old flow
Forever to be around
Each of its true consequence
With day and night parting
Grays elements elegance
Everything of the dirty starting

Rush out and find its line
So much of wiping old stain
See how it flies in sunshine
Everywhere it’s of lives pain
Filling the air with dryness
Gyrating motions swept away
Low in the corners and highness
Always around each day

Dust never leaves the room
Don’t matter how you try
Swept away with house’s broom
See how the particles fly
Everywhere on the windowsill
It won't get out well shut
Dryness of the air to fulfill
Making its way – dirty spot

Rush out and find its line
So much of wiping old stain
See how it flies in sunshine
Far and wide it’s of lives pain
Here comes old dusty time
As spring comes in bit of a hurry
In from the cold and rime
Spring cleaning needs its worry

In all places climbing up hill
Where it lies in front of you
Clean-up dreams you can’t fulfill
As cleanliness can’t get through
I wish it were all more plain
And simple to skirmish it clean
But everything seems in vain
Where‘s all this Sunshine Dust been
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1180.     

Dust on A Feather

Every day is running behind
It's scheduled between the distances
You must wake up, go and then find
Every opportunity and their chances

Like each love in the clouds away
Where our heaven doesn't stand still
You will come again to meet the day
With longings of your hours to fulfill
When the time is still within you
In the many flashes going through

There is love in the past that's in the reach
With its giving and finding threads
In the times of our own hearts beseech
With life’s sour cakes and sweetbreads

So much lies in the ashes of left time
Filling the moments with their themes
Gimmicks of their heartbeats and mime
In hope of their ways and lonely gleams

Forever is never in there from the start
Only the dreams that are there together
Satisfying the minutes with their chart
With wishes of dust on a feather

Like each love in the clouds away
Where our heaven doesn't stand still
You will come again to meet the day
With longings of your hours to fulfill
When the time is still within you
In the many flashes going true

(from my Album: Something More)
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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