I Reverie And My Sprit Takes A Flight Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The earth is my watery ways and tongue
With my own moments to give and awake
Elements of loving to share and take
A heart of inside - intimate among
The yesterdays going in its flowing streams
Risings in morning that tomorrow gives
Everything my blue atmosphere lives
Hope of my yearnings and wish of my dreams

I reverie and my sprit takes a flight
To opportunity longings I need
With pleasure full leaves of aroma sweet
I'm of day but also of wishful night
Spring in the rising and glow autumn's bleed
That in these lines - you, your meaning shall greet