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Poems By Poet Peter S. Quinn  10/31/2014 4:23:38 PM
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  1261.     

Bringing Me Through

The days are here of my life
What I can have and share
Each moment's stepwise strife
That moves through everywhere
Like candling streets now
Those narrowing crossing lanes
Bringing me through the boughs
Those come after test's strains

Enough is never thus enough
To renew each mind's weight
For life has its ways like bluff
And each is for number and date

There is no way to turn back
That clock that playfully ticks
For life true aims it’ll lack
And to simple time only stick
What remains of the sunlight
May give each its warm still
And come with longings right
To question born – to fulfill

Enough is never thus enough
To renew each mind's weight
For life has its ways like bluff
And each is for number and date
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1262.     

Broken (a song)

Believe in me to imagine
A day is of love's peace
Through prosper activation
That those moments lease
For love's all in the inside
To for a short time glide

Right or wrong everyone
With their trying all out
What is and what's gone
Through pass ways of doubt
Night can be skeptical light
In its outer surface flight

You may think my heart's broken
In its times to give and make
Every love is just a token
Of its fire to burn and awake

Wondering about each path
As you move on forward
Sometimes much inside wrath
From thoughts once angered
For love's all in the inside
Coming out from its hide

You may think my heart's broken
In its times to give and make
Every love is just a token
Of its fire to burn and awake
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1263.     

Broken Cords

I remember love songs now
That I thought were gone
Feelings confusing somehow
Running through on and on
To the date of nowhere now

Every waiting is for this
To give time and to recollect
World seem often just a miss
In its gathering of neglect
To those feelings in all of this

Many times are broken cords
Shattered ways and blackboards

Try to catch what you may find
In the moments going by
So much still on your mind
From the yesterday's goodbye
Hard to hold and in combined

Magic ride in today’s world
So much still to confide
Through emotions some hurled
In its going away tide
Throughout times that abide

Listening to the echo ebb
Motions steering down street
In their remembering web
Everything to the going beat
From a turn and to its step

Every waiting is for this
To give time and to recollect
World seem often just a miss
In its gathering of neglect
To those feelings of all of this

Magic ride in today’s world
So much still to confide
Through emotions some hurled
In its going away tide
Throughout times that abide

By mind-set and their trance
By mind-set and their trance
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1264.     

Brothers Dream

Our Eden was never of the faraway
It was here in trees of sunshine
And the flowers that kept the day
In colors of its deep shaded line
And its wisdom was in a thought
Of the leaves that are growing on
Each differences life did taught
Until its times were from here gone
We cannot understand within
If there has never been without
Each foundation is of an old spin
That came to be new and about

Yellow flowers of love
On a peaceful meadow hill
A passion to sky above
Brothers dream to fulfill
Times of whispering songs
On to a front line prospect
In a light wind that longs
To be cherished not reject
In gardens of summer green
When the sun stands high
For flowers of beauty scene
And never in care for to die

Like stories are captured in silences
And make their time of being
Their footsteps many ways changes
In what to become and their seeing
Our dreams are like Eden’s tree
Growing on to life with a vision
Some of us never though can see
Its roots in its deep and precision
So we never can find its true stand
Or ever follow its previous trail
We have only our doubt to command
And rut of our existence is a fail

Yellow flowers of love
On a peaceful meadow hill
A passion to sky above
Brothers dream to fulfill
Times of whispering songs
On to a front line prospect
In a light wind that longs
To be cherished not reject
In gardens of summer green
When the sun stands high
For flowers of beauty scene
And never in care for to die
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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