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Poems By Poet Peter S. Quinn  11/23/2014 4:11:10 PM
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Though Sorrow My Thoughts Are Now

Though sorrow my thoughts are now
All things will turn to be bright,
For I'll climb the mountain somehow
To reach and touch the light.

My heart is in pain and no ease
I long for a day of tomorrow,
Be with all the world in a peace
And break away from my sorrow.

Gladness is a gift of the fortune
Making all clear that was dark,
And letting us swift and abandon
Anything but what will spark.

Though sorrow my thoughts may grow
For there is no ease in pain,
Soon swift winds may again blow
Make sunshine instead of rain.

My heart is with stairways to hope
Reaching there for every wish,
I manage with desperate to cope
For life is then just what it is.
Peter S. Quinn

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Thoughts in Halting-Places

Hidden from darkness my feeling of all
Dreams of the moments that whisper away
Every its coming in heart's root lay
The times that are trying in its true call
Dust of my wander in motions and fall
Each its own meaning that they can convey
In presence and embrace of lost array
Through silver wings windows of forestall
Coming of clearance in wide open stand
Its pursuing on, that gives all fresh try
Thoughts in halting-places no one command
Itinerant excursion that meet the eye
Like ongoing drift time and space cannot catch
Its covering spot on shape and each mismatch
Peter S. Quinn



Thoughts of the Faraway

Where the daydream are going
On to the cliffs of the old
Thoughts of the faraway glowing
That reality can not hold

Simple leaves that turned red
Where they danced around
Into secret lineage bled
And are not by change found

Time has earned its poets fee
For each mood and desire
But nothing gone could ever be
Clinched again to world of fire
Peter S. Quinn



Thoughts of the Moments (from, Bob's Buttercups Songs)

Taking the day in its wildness
Ongoing town of love's caress
Thoughts of the moments and their amass
Sweetness of time through the fresh
Longing and dreaming of nothing there on
Always the going and drifting high

Yesterdays in moods of forgotten
Laden in time nowhere found
Sunshine of this and everything else
Longitudes there right from the start
Driven like spears in to the heart
Of what has been said and given around
Strictly to ways that are right bound

Love songs in air on to the old
Flickering way to every song
Rocking and living and on to hold
What dreams in reeling’s do long
While they are here untold

Whispering ways finding each other
Searching around and giving of its fire
What has been done sisters and brother?
Finding the way to the stage once more
Love song of sound and inside desire
Coming around to build everything here

What has been played or many times said
With inspiration moments to go
Giving and finding the inside job done
Like garden of pleasure found only ones
Where everything twist into its own
Growing of blossoms nowhere else shown
That comes to leaves like breezing blow

After a hanging around deep forest
Love thoughts of whisper in the fields
Where nothing is desperately going to rest
But show only moments of own yields

Find every fountain that comes through here
With what is lost to be found
Instance in tempo be everywhere
Where there are feelings that go again around
Yesterday living never was easy
Came out of luck from walking about
With something to share a little bit breezy

Hold on to mornings that sun warms in
Rising to bridges that gross over rivers
Everything worthy in its own spin
And a heart of the content again delivers
Through every ocean that rises again
Moves every rock to its state and its grain

*These are around 500 songs
Peter S. Quinn
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