Illuminating Night

Some reparation poems or texts within Peter S. Quinn's G7music.net home page, plus some other poems...

Thursday, October 06, 2005

This Day is Young

This day is young,
And always sweet and always free.
So much to long,
And find out for you and me;
Of things to be eternally.

A blooming glows,
In a time and within every wish.
And as it grows,
To each splendor accomplish;
For all the world to astonish.

The night is there,
With full of wondering deep skies.
And stars so blare,
That dark to dark diversifies:
Like firelight and dragonflies.

For some will fail,
In their time and within their heart.
Each countervail
Is in them with bottomless swart,
Which a thoughtless thought will impart.

Certainty

Oh summer birds are going now
with longings and dreams,
from autumn forest lowbrow
withering moments beseems.

My words, what's it I write?
in vanishing thoughts and lamp;
whiles of summer's last flight,
preparing new winter's encamp.