Peter S. Quinn Poems

Here comes my melody outside
Heart looked in its beat
Every hour from the indoors hide
Easy comes nowhere street
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Now this time is going away
Into the nowhere of a land
Meeting the grayness of its day
Letting you not understand
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Make mine - an inspired line
Oh dear poetry
Of emotions that a writer can't define
Something personal from me
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Nothing's forever eternally here
Yesterdays will go in to its lost sleep
What you thought extinct might though be close near
With each bouquet of true fewness to keep
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There is a quantum of star dust out there
That will transfer some volition within
Bring to you - creativity dreams so near
Where a thought from a particle will begin
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Ah sweet music of love
A heaven of a cloudless sky
Each stroke of the curves above
That never can for a moment die
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A flower in my heart
because spring is not here
a love song of earth
is inside growing
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Return my feelings from the yesterdays
In to flying fulfillments of tomorrows
All my renders were molded in to the haze
That interventions sometime borrows
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The two shadows flowing in the nightfall
Together to give each their doubtful cast
Empty in their flickering sparking crawl
Nothing of theirs through the twilight will last
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