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Poems By Poet Peter S. Quinn  1/28/2015 10:17:13 PM
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Sonnet, This Love (From, The Lost Sonnets)

This love is only dead or else it's born
Into the trouble that before life lies,
I swear that mood grows allot of the awn
With delicate poison that into earth dries;
Like each of your pleasure into the draught
Between two worlds of the good and the bad,
Of what you have made and what you have brought
What gives you happiness what makes you sad.

Dance, dance, dance not in doubt from a shadow,
But in the light that will rise from your own
When your heart knows alive love from one dead;
For every thought that's given has its glow
And each word to the ground like a seed's sown:
Give not of thy stones as if they were bread.
Peter S. Quinn



Sonnet, To Every Day is Another (From, Poet on WWW)

To every day is another bright new gone,
Futures dancing staring away into space;
Like the flowers flaws of the grass once done,
Full of galaxies in the air and grace.
Mist-gulfs melting windshields rooted sponges,
All the miles through the toweled smell of dark;
To the Milky Way and worlds of other plunges,
Like fossil starry road and finger mark.
Who will catch their rounded marrow wheels?
With not enough of clear to make them well-known;
For all of tomorrows what sky conceals?
Into the futures that will thrive on their own.
Life must walk in oddments downpour years ago,
Reflect in the mirror we'll come to know.
Peter S. Quinn



Sonnet, To Songful Melodies (From, The Lost Sonnets)

To songful melodies let these words sing
Together and set the sweetest harmony,
With love and attraction once again free
Soon after tomorrow there will be spring;
All days will be new in colors blooming
And freshly will the wind breeze through a tree,
I feel like new summer inside of me
Every earth seed in my heart now’s booming.

There is youth full of delight on the rise
With much love and peace after months in brume,
For new springtime is starting again;
The hour is joyful and weather is wise
With the weakest flowers turning to bloom:
All bright colored and simple to attain.
Peter S. Quinn



Sonnet, To Young Lovers (or My Dear is Adorable)

My dear is adorable with her blue eyes
Of an azure light like the heavens show
That with her beauty like the night stars glow
Or morning new beam of the horizon skies
Her pinkish cheeks and reddish rosy lips
Of love in its delight to give and wake
And fresh in perfumes like from the lake,
Is her flowing breath and acquaintanceships
Like sun rising day her lovely all is
A goddess to ascend in dreams about
Like morning of beauty within its bliss
Never with shadows shall touch any doubt
My love to her has no boundaries meet
And still my heart hasn't a beat to regret
Peter S. Quinn
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