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Best Poems From
PETER S. QUINN
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Riming haiku #223 (From, This is my Wasteland)
All through this dark night,
I saw the hours losing flight
- winter's blue moon light.
Peter S. Quinn
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riming haiku #350 (from Short poems of Peter S. Quinn - This is my Wasteland)
alone wilderness
within a summer caress
- nature its ways bless
Peter S. Quinn
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riming haiku #351 (from Short poems of Peter S. Quinn - This is my Wasteland)
ice tops and blue sky
spring peaks faraway and high
time waves going by
Peter S. Quinn
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Ripple the Waves
A love song from you
Will ripple the waves
Those come forever new
As love that one craves
Each day as it goes
Through times that live
Through foreigner's rows
Where the futures dive
A love song of clouds
In the circling days
Deep whirr of the crowds
In their to and fro ways
Like a song that won't stay
Only be here a while
When the times are gray
And in need of a smile
Feelings that you give
Is a song enough for me
Or what you might live
In its structure and key
Let its melody touch
In openness from love
With its differences nonesuch
In everything it's made of
Peter S. Quinn
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