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Dark To Dark (From, Lost Song Poems)

Dark to dark feelings now hide
From the face of the day newborn,
Scaly colors through the waves glide
On the ocean's surface this morn.

Circles of hopes run and abide
To the unknown of the wide yawn,
Together foreign wisdom allied
From the peep of day in con.
 
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  134.     

Delights of Love

There's a handful of earth in your hands ways
With its meadows so vast of its love too
And the ways that you are in molding clays
Everything multiplying to renew
Extinguished thoughts brought from its truthful roots
Universe of inside what you still are
Mornings of coming long living pursuits
Times giving heart throbs of each quasar

You - my only in differences play
Lover of giving through a cloudy rain
Search within - deeply with its long waves
Delights of love plays in to the moon rays
Every your inch my feelings shall gain
When alone my heart your body craves
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  135.     

Don't Go Chasing Shadows

Don't go chasing shadows
When the night is a lion
Into a night that goes
With the last of a lonely ion

The night is in my love song
Thru the dark and mist
All days that touches and long
That yearning have kissed
Day by day left behind
Morning weary waking eyes
To the light day shall find
In the mist of daybreak skies

Don't go chasing shadows
When the night is a lion
Into a night that goes
With the last of a lonely ion

All in heart of the deep
Blossoms growing in spring
What they felt in their sleep
As they turn around to sing
Tomorrowīs awaking call
Feelings torching like lullabies
Beautiful dreams for all
Making love and inner ties

Dreams will never come true
If you keep on going lonely
Never seeing them coming thru
Just being inside of you only

Don't go chasing shadows
Don't go chasing shadows
When the night is a lion
Into a night that goes
With the last of a lonely ion
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

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Early May

Every bird that's now singing
Is enjoying new spring
With perfumed flowers springing
Like pearls on a string

Here somewhere around is love
In its sweetest summer day
With blue skies clear above
And the feelings of early May

Every heart that is soft untie
Shall enjoy these blossoms living
In every moment that is high
And of colorings shades giving

Where winter darkness once laid
In its shadows dances gone
With hours lightless dimness made
That into past are now done

With its sensation and ambiance
There's something new now coming
From the roots of growing nuance
That in earth till now was numbing

Here somewhere around is love
In its sweetest summer day
With blue skies clear above
And the good feelings of early May
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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