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  1197.     

Coming Around to Nowhere

Your heart be throbbing around,
Love songs that never were found;
Goodbye to childish thoughts,
With all those unthinkable knots.
That merry go round from here,
And coming around to nowhere;
Whatever I thought I would say,
In each of my puerile's play.

The stars will shine on tomorrow,
Like snow tops of Kilimanjaro;
Our imagination will never stop,
Though different things it'll swoop.
We will search and find its town,
Let its wall go tumbling down;
The fairytales come still along,
In stories and every new song.

Hope will leave nothing undone,
Endless interpretations in the spun;
We' will mature in years and skills,
But always have our youthful thrills.
If young in our soul we will still be,
And hold to expectations and its glee;
Have the summer in heart and mind,
Never leave the young years behind.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1198.     

Coming From the Sky

Coming from the sky
The gyrating moments for all
Going here low and high
Till those luminous fall
Inside the fluttering bliss
The day of the evening goes
Everything that let to this
For all the fading glows

Yesterday was once new
Till it burned up in the evening
With the dark night to renew
And latest dawn to bring
Full of flowering and leaves
Of blossom’s speculation
With their longitude and briefs
Of its wordily education

Coming to this earth
Our wishful thoughts to give
Arrangements and its birth
That truly must grow to live
Nothing is new to be born
In every aspect of learning
Through revelation it’s worn
To every circle ways turning
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1199.     

Coming Thru To Shine

There is loneliness
In the clouds going by
They seem so less and less
As they rise on high
In their misty haze
Skimming all day long
In many day dreams amaze
That is in their morning song

Feeling freedom day
Coming thru to shine
In their many play
Of the red horizon line

Reaching far to dream
Closeness going thru
Not everything be seem
What it is now so new
Like the billon grays
In to their hazy vapors
When the clouds they play
From sky's far shapers

Nothing to believe in
Only dreams to catch
In their going on spin
Of their high altitude touch
Yesterdays seem old news
With the firmament sunset
Like the breezy blues
With their moment's upsets

Feeling freedom day
Coming thru to shine
In their many play
Of the red horizon line

You got your hope to give
Passing on its ways
Truth about to live
In its many stays
Nothing coming easy
Catching dreams to strife
Like the hours breezy
That sometimes comes to life

You and I in turning
Like the clouds in sky
With our passions burning
In the low and high
Reaching to the late
Afternoon’s fading stars
Each in moment's crate
Side by kicking bars

Feeling freedom day
Coming thru to shine
In their many play
Of the red horizon line

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

   
   
 

  1200.     

Commodores of Times Meanwhile

Why love is always cornered out
To somewhere no one knows
My daydreams are inside me
Showing me ways I didn't see
Residents of cold touch slumber
The rivers of my hold on themes
All that is now and then forgotten
But still is all there inside me

I have always felt I couldn't afford
This affection to know a feeling
For it's something I don't know
Just broken stones and disencumber
Pictures of people are everywhere
Just albums apart or distances away
Though I am outnumbered by a single
None of any emotion residence

Like the wind that blows around
I am a wander inside my thoughts
Finding the silences to nowhere
The commodores of times meanwhile
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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