A poem for a lost song...
Everywhere I go
Pleasure trips found
In its dreamy glow
Nothing outside the circle
Inside much more
Deep follower's coterie
In its reach for score
Time is of importance
In its much unending
Trials of day's acceptance
Through lives trending
Places falling apart
Prevailing east-northeast
From the beating heart
Expecting the least
Round and round
In its splashing flow
To a common ground
In its play-doh
Justifying everything
That's becoming lost
Waxwing experimenting
Life's been double crossed
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2018-02-05 at 20:13
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Round And Around
Round and aroundEverywhere I go
Pleasure trips found
In its dreamy glow
Nothing outside the circle
Inside much more
Deep follower's coterie
In its reach for score
Time is of importance
In its much unending
Trials of day's acceptance
Through lives trending
Places falling apart
Prevailing east-northeast
From the beating heart
Expecting the least
Round and round
In its splashing flow
To a common ground
In its play-doh
Justifying everything
That's becoming lost
Waxwing experimenting
Life's been double crossed
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
Read 892 times
Written on 2018-02-05 at 20:13
Tags Dreams Songs Lost
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