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  3797.     

There Are Some Times (From, Dried Flowers)

There are some times when nothing can be done,
We are walking through the intestate way;
And feeling how the time is moving on,
When morning will end later in the day.
Transcendental instants leading somewhere,
Through all this space of loneliness we know;
Going to the garden when trees are bare,
And beds are empty in the winter snow.
We are moving toward all this dream sleep,
Through the travesties of the breathing still;
Shadows form the wall to our eyes creep,
Someplace is the hour where values distill.
On to the morning of what there might be,
Moments across from seed to new tree.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  3798.     

There Are Tangling Woods

There are tangling woods
Inside of every soul
With their deep dim hoods
For each character role
The many assorted roots
That fill every its compart
With plenty of fruits
For new seeds to start

These are men and women
Those give life their goes
In every ways rimmin'
Those kindle its glows
And comes down the hills
Of futures here on
In a thoroughfare it fulfills
Till their effloresce are done

Tomorrow breezes are of this
The enduring follows
From around vivaciousness bliss
That surrounds and wallows
Every time has its manner
To be true and search through
With its state and its banner
To make it again all new
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  3799.     

There Are Tangling Woods (from, MySpace)

There are tangling woods
Inside of every soul
With their deep dim hoods
For each character role
The many assorted roots
That fill every its compart
With plenty of fruits
For new seeds to start

These are men and women
Those give life their goes
In every ways rimmin'
Those kindle its glows
And comes down the hills
Of futures here on
In a thoroughfare it fulfills
Till their effloresce are done

Tomorrow breezes are of this
The enduring follows
From around vivaciousness bliss
That surrounds and wallows
Every time has its manner
To be true and search through
With its state and its banner
To make it again all new
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  3800.     

There Are Those Words

There are those words
That poet grow,
We call them poetry;
And if you listen
You will know
And sometime even see
The pictures they bring,
Into your mind.
To make your mind fly free
Like birds in trees,
They have their wings
For you and likewise me;
Or otherwise,
You couldn't know
Neither the forest nor the tree
That all this art
Is so special for
And wants us all to be,
So we can take a look ourselves
And hidden meanings see.
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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