Picture Poem #85 (From, This Is My Wasteland)
Dark October
with soft brown groves
purple blossoms
sunrise
and drifting weeks
in saffron
quixote lush
in the sunset
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Morning Fresh (From,134 Picture Poems)
morning fresh
before clouds
and sunshine
passing river
walking through
the quiet vision around
from hills beyond
swale grass
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Eternity Wisdom
eternity wisdom
numerous meanings
steeping stones of creation
the slippery ridicule
dream's spaceless birth
alone like night
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Picture Poem #61 (From, This is my Wasteland)
Silence nights
and pure faith
bringing lights
to dreams and lovers
romantic fire
and simple desire
life song melodies
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Picture Poem #90 (From, This Is My Wasteland)
Men and beasts
gather in Babylon
to join Alexander
in his conquering achievements
touching history
with golden millennia
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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8 Picture Poem (From, Poet on WWW)
creeping rays
over pines
like color turns
of glaring fields
sunshine clover
and silver amber
touching and glowing
the flowers
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Picture Poem #8
creeping rays
over pines
like color turns
of glaring fields
sunshine clover
and silver amber
touching and glowing
the flowers
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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2 (From, Picture Poems 1)
between ourselves
were adventures
on childhood lawns
and grasses
where Indians
and pirates went about
crossing every time
and oceans
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Picture Poem #273 (From, This Is My Wasteland)
Musty month
repeated look
caged in
thick night
melancholy thunderstorms
sleep of hope's
flashing constellation
layers in solitude
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Picture Poem #206 (From, This is my Wasteland)
Lines between chances
the air from darkness
farewell nights
and yesterday
words and music
un-playable
thousands soft
welded streets
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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