20 line song form poem ...
There are stones to tumble on
A danger lurks within a day
Before the hours are gone
Welcome still is a weary mind
Filled with something to hope for
Remembrances of the past combined
Something from deep inside lore
Unceasingly ever and so unsought
What's lulling in there and never out?
Every way that shouldn't or ought
Playfully thoughts that come about
When there were hearts with a nest
Struggling ways that life refined
Throbbing beats inside your chest
Something from two lives combined
Presence and past roads alongside
Dull in their far forgotten places
Heavy recurrence that somewhere hide
Always again my folded life amazes...
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2009-10-15 at 13:23
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Somewhere Along the Way
Somewhere along the wayThere are stones to tumble on
A danger lurks within a day
Before the hours are gone
Welcome still is a weary mind
Filled with something to hope for
Remembrances of the past combined
Something from deep inside lore
Unceasingly ever and so unsought
What's lulling in there and never out?
Every way that shouldn't or ought
Playfully thoughts that come about
When there were hearts with a nest
Struggling ways that life refined
Throbbing beats inside your chest
Something from two lives combined
Presence and past roads alongside
Dull in their far forgotten places
Heavy recurrence that somewhere hide
Always again my folded life amazes...
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
Read 557 times
Written on 2009-10-15 at 13:23
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