Peter S. Quinn


Peter S. Quinn Poems

1. Sonnet, The Voice Of Dreams 5/13/2003
2. Though Sorrow My Thoughts Are Now 6/19/2003
3. There Is A Love So Tender 5/4/2003
4. The Spirit Of The Earth 5/3/2003
5. The Name Of Each Season 4/27/2003
6. All Things Must Past 4/23/2003
7. A Glimmer From Your Heart 5/4/2003
8. Under The Moonlight 4/18/2003
9. Awakening Sky 4/18/2003
10. Searching 5/13/2003
11. Around The Moment 4/18/2003
12. Beneath The Willow 4/23/2003
13. I Love You 5/13/2003
14. A Tune For A Rose 4/23/2003
15. Nothing Is Of Reality 10/12/2006
16. Circling Way - Dark 10/13/2006
17. Assorted Flowers 10/17/2006
18. Coming Around To Nowhere 10/18/2006
19. Frost Flowers 10/18/2006
20. Picture Poem #1 10/18/2006
21. Picture Poem #2 10/18/2006
22. Picture Poem #3 10/18/2006
23. Picture Poem #4 10/18/2006
24. Picture Poem #5 10/18/2006
25. Picture Poem #6 10/18/2006
26. Picture Poem #7 10/18/2006
27. Picture Poem #8 10/18/2006
28. Picture Poem #9 10/18/2006
29. Picture Poem #10 10/18/2006
30. Picture Poem #11 10/18/2006
31. Picture Poem #12 10/18/2006
32. Picture Poem #13 10/18/2006
33. Picture Poem #14 10/18/2006
34. Picture Poem #15 10/18/2006
35. Picture Poem #16 10/18/2006
36. Love Is 11/6/2006
37. A Simple Love Song 11/6/2006
38. Angel Eyes 11/6/2006
39. Give Us Hope To Live 11/6/2006
40. Heart’s At Stake 11/6/2006
Best Poem of Peter S. Quinn

Sad In Blue (A Lyric)

Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
The night is all dark out side
Nowhere to run
Sad sad sad in blue

Into the night hold me tight
Love me babe I need some light
What's wrong and what's right
When shadows dwell and abide

Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
Is there some star shoot in sight
To wish upon
For sad sad sad you

Into the night take a flight
Feelings, touch, everything out sight
Love me with feelings ok
Come come babe now closer ...

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All Things Must Past

All things must past what of day is here born
First it gives pleasure and then it is gone,
Like a glow from dawn's new rising pylon
Light of the day that to dark is forworn;
All what to fate is impaired and forlorn
Turning to echoes like fading carillon,
Forgot in darkness what once was of dawn
First it was merry - but now it is lorn.

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