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Poems By Poet Peter S. Quinn  11/27/2014 4:47:47 PM
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  1209.     

Born For Its Dream

A night was born for its dream
A day to carry the coming light
Everything in between times gleam
Is either of dim or sparking bright

The looming fog of inside made
Is intimidating dimly in its glow
Like sharp edges of jagged blade
That through the fold must go
 
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  1210.     

Bound To Be That Way

Bound to be that way
Everything for a time is
Something in tones of gray
Through the instants of this
Playful with the night
The spirals movements go
Hours in bluish twilight
Through the sky flow

You came to my heart
In the words you speak
With something to start
From strong pulses and weak
I have all to give
Inside from this all
Worlds of mornings to live
In their moments call

Take away every beat
From old worlds of memories
The easy going street
Through life's turning breeze
What have we here close?
Firm the inner part of everything
Like an evening that goes
And new ways of thoughts bring
 
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  1211.     

Bouquets of Cold

Now days are forgetting
Each footstep in spring
Arctic austere spreading
Iced pearls on a string
Flowers made from rime
Bouquets thus cold
For summertime its prime
Grown in to colors old

A heart in winters approach
Slowing down a beat
Passions warmth encroach
On empty verve street
The sky is getting cloudy
With darkness all around
The times of yore dowdy
In bleak hours playground

Now days to coldness go
Ice feathered window sills
Cracking in the nippy snow
In stern moments standstills
 
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  1212.     

Bouquets of Flowers Colors Flow

Times are going here and there
With lots of summer everywhere
I felt bad in the winter's high
With not much to live for or die
Feelings dreary are always gone
Into the blank and darkness done
Never a right place to be living
Nothing to have no sunshine giving

Bouquets of flowers - colors flow
Dawn of summers moods spin
The rising skies where clouds go
Everything of day is coming in
You and I with pleasures’ need
Everything yesterday didn't show
Colors green and growing freed
No more frost or winter's snow
What is real is all now in here
In the fragrance sweet morn air
And a garden so full of its joy
The winter's mood not to deploy

Feelings dreary are always gone
Into the blank and darkness done
Never a right place to be living
Nothing to have no sunshine giving

Times are going here and there
With lots of summer everywhere
I felt bad in the winter's high
With not much to live for or die

Feelings dreary are always gone
Into the blank and darkness done
Never a right place to be living
Nothing to have no sunshine giving
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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