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Any Hour Of Love

Any hour of love
Into the mist of night
Plenty affections of
Till the sun is bright
Feelings that touch a heart
Going and coming
Some though depart
In their summer blooming

Any hour of you
Like a affection's full
Skies of silver and blue
Never a moment dull
Whispering winds hollow
Glow in colors high
There is plenty of tomorrow
As new times fly

Any hour of me
Into the growth of dreams
Always full and plenty
Summer golden beams
Silver skies and blue
Yesterdays gave so much
Now it's up to me and you
To make anew touch

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Any hour of love
Into the mist of night
Plenty affections of
Till the sun is bright
Feelings that touch a heart
Going and coming
Some though depart
In their summer blooming
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1314.     

Any Sour That Comes

Any sweetness comes there on
With hands to clap about
Things and thoughts that are done
In their meaningless doubt
What has been talked and played
With crowds thoughts drifting
Never for a whole lots long stayed
Nor was it quite much uplifting

Rush time hours are casting
With their untruth at last
Nothing worth in its trusting
That has showed its roughcast
You have thoughts that are shifting
Into dusty transportation fallen
Every opportunity rifting
With its unhelpfulness installin'

Any sour that comes from sweet
As a line of attack thinking
Must be lack or from some need
In its ways of connote stinking
Nowhere roads lead to nothing
Isn't faraway from here or ahead
Only its heart's desires bluffing
By means of their words dead

Rush time hours are casting
With their untruth at last
Nothing worth in its trusting
That has showed its roughcast
Circling ways of clouds lifting
Through their drift and sprawlin'
Quarrelsome words their grifting
From the faraway sky howlin'
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1315.     

Anyone’s Nobody Knowing

I'll take my hat and leave
And walk the street of many
Where the moments are brief
Of thoughts from almost any

I felt cold but almost close
As I was walking there by
In this woven life that goes
Like clouds of drift in sky

Everyone seemed so lonely
In doing their restlessly own
We meet all with eyes-only
And nothing else is shown

The many crowded streets
Are always so alone going
And no one there really meets
For anyone’s nobody knowing
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1316.     

Anything Seems In Time

anything seems in time
beyond lights and clouds

with sun and moon
running safe
in our sight
 
Peter S. Quinn

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