tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90255302011-12-14T18:50:25.061-08:00Another title: This is my Wasteland. A compilation of some my picture poems, riming haikus and haikus. The numbers are irrelevant.Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.comBlogger7061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-20351415156514447462010-01-07T15:03:00.000-08:002010-01-07T15:07:48.541-08:00dreams of the going by<br />openness of deep frost sky<br />- where winter road lie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2035141515651444746?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-75814969668950962672009-12-31T14:25:00.000-08:002009-12-31T14:27:32.982-08:00Falling stars in glow,<br />On to oblivion they go<br />- Like footsteps in snow.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7581496966895096267?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-42609962275701094092009-12-31T14:11:00.000-08:002009-12-31T14:14:21.125-08:00Day by day contrast,<br />A year is now going to past<br />- With memories vast.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4260996227570109409?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-39300775039289380332009-10-08T06:27:00.000-07:002009-10-08T06:28:05.976-07:00Summer is weeping<br />In autumn leaves now falling<br />- One by one they go<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3930077503928938033?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-59854634642472763882009-05-21T12:02:00.000-07:002009-05-21T12:04:43.932-07:00Green to darker still,<br />Dreams of summer to fulfill<br />- With nature touch quill<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5985463464247276388?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-89645404562051972792009-05-19T16:55:00.000-07:002009-05-19T16:56:52.486-07:00Day and night around,<br />Light and dark in corners found<br />- In their contrast bound<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8964540456205197279?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-40301030754419563812008-11-21T06:17:00.000-08:002008-11-21T06:18:07.020-08:00Desiring flames<br />Their remaining passion<br /><br />In hallway<br />Of heavens blackness<br /><br />Painted with fire<br />Into red sparks<br />Of smoky soft<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4030103075441956381?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-59406275270423352162008-11-21T06:16:00.000-08:002008-11-21T08:44:20.491-08:00Maunt Fuji<br />a dream as reality<br />- immortality<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5940627527042335216?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-64138435712402516172008-11-17T07:04:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:05:27.389-08:00Flying through the days<br />Our sunshine of many ways<br />- Sorrows and hurrays<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6413843571240251617?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-66682293977369124512008-10-07T03:52:00.000-07:002008-10-07T03:53:17.298-07:00Gift of melody<br />is with the night and stars free<br />- in deep harmony<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6668229397736912451?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-18300761387178437122008-10-07T03:50:00.001-07:002008-10-07T03:51:56.065-07:00Autumn moods going,<br />on to the winter's glowing<br />- times for some snowing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1830076138717843712?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-85085304130611157272008-10-07T03:45:00.000-07:002008-10-07T03:48:27.406-07:00Fall of falling days<br />the heap of colors and grays<br />- sunshine rainbow rays<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8508530413061115727?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-18699095896191331642008-08-25T05:40:00.000-07:002008-08-25T05:41:36.109-07:00Where the flower grows<br />youth and new occasion goes<br />- like sunshine seeds glows<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1869909589619133164?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-12047261816103023792008-08-24T19:06:00.001-07:002008-08-24T19:06:55.258-07:00Glistening twilight,<br />the hours gone by to the night<br />- some dreams out of sight<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1204726181610302379?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-50679044731745792742008-08-24T19:03:00.000-07:002008-08-24T19:05:50.934-07:00Living say<br />A balance will<br />By and will<br /><br />Perfect coming<br />From water<br />Of thousand plan<br /><br />Hands made<br />Full to live<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5067904473174579274?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-72265314503579026582008-07-23T12:25:00.000-07:002008-07-23T12:26:29.678-07:00Yesterday is here,<br />in memories everywhere<br />-that come up and steer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7226531450357902658?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-10163399114717817142008-07-23T12:22:00.000-07:002008-07-23T12:23:12.894-07:00The road is going,<br />to distant of unknowing<br />- while life is flowing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1016339911471781714?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-35997729951861917842008-07-23T12:21:00.001-07:002008-07-23T12:21:46.562-07:00Shades of nature wide,<br />into my summer now glide<br />- and give me some guide<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3599772995186191784?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-31505842450573031242008-07-23T12:04:00.000-07:002008-07-23T12:08:11.646-07:00Faraway in beams,<br />colors of the rainbow steams<br />- like all my gone dreams<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3150584245057303124?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-6865288869245148362008-07-10T01:13:00.000-07:002008-07-10T01:14:22.936-07:00Dragonflies<br />Will rise with daffodils<br /><br />While summer fingers<br />Burst in spring<br /><br />A pond is tinged<br />In fresh desire<br />From winter<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-686528886924514836?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-47957156941839072492008-07-10T01:12:00.000-07:002008-07-10T01:13:42.239-07:00Now sleep in your peace,<br />in days of summer release<br />- life is a caprice<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4795715694183907249?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-67000187643324199332008-07-10T01:10:00.000-07:002008-07-10T01:12:24.664-07:00Raindrops refining<br />in the summer days shining<br />- spider’s web lining<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6700018764332419933?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-33038970449735722032008-07-02T02:30:00.001-07:002008-07-02T02:30:46.172-07:00Beyond the cloud<br />Of longing<br /><br />A true touch<br />Needs time<br />To wait forever<br /><br />Much is elsewhere nothing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3303897044973572203?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-32806741123306525932008-07-02T02:28:00.000-07:002008-07-02T02:29:59.947-07:00july in daybreak<br />ocean golden sun awake<br />in each motion make<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3280674112330652593?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-74925179681679554182008-06-30T07:44:00.001-07:002008-06-30T07:44:55.710-07:00From coming horizons<br />Oceans to and fro<br /><br />Behind tide waves<br />Breaking surfaces<br />By lonely fragments<br /><br />Shadows waters everyday<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7492517968167955418?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-15617148872771462602008-06-30T07:43:00.000-07:002008-06-30T07:44:15.738-07:00winter roads gone by<br />in their snowy way and sky<br />- tangles of thoughts untie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1561714887277146260?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-46192583806568923082008-06-29T17:41:00.000-07:002008-06-29T17:42:38.802-07:00Fading sky<br />Of burning blazing flame<br /><br />Distance fireworks<br />In dying sparkles<br /><br />As flickering candlelit<br />To the eyes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4619258380656892308?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-70552460275957979592008-06-29T17:33:00.000-07:002008-06-29T17:41:37.439-07:00life is like a tree<br />with many branches to be<br />leafed in greenery<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7055246027595797959?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-62791016723269367282008-06-28T09:40:00.000-07:002008-06-28T09:41:29.952-07:00Sheathing between sides<br />Like silk webs<br /><br />Values and desire<br />From unflinchingly childhood<br /><br />Drinks of soft leaps<br />Within<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6279101672326936728?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-42124669527405305432008-06-28T09:39:00.000-07:002008-06-28T09:40:52.643-07:00ice tops and blue sky<br />spring peaks faraway and high<br />time waves going by<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4212466952740530543?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-84212716871577267972008-06-27T04:12:00.001-07:002008-06-27T04:12:50.873-07:00Standing time night<br />Life stock-still clock<br /><br />Serene surreal moves<br /><br />Frozen fields<br />Through echoes<br />Static peal<br /><br />Song of golden silent<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8421271687157726797?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-45047770976071871372008-06-27T04:10:00.000-07:002008-06-27T04:11:58.315-07:00alone wilderness<br />within a summer caress<br />- nature its ways bless<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4504777097607187137?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-20980818524774292402008-05-10T11:03:00.001-07:002008-05-10T11:03:55.406-07:00goodbye winter song<br />with all your breezy buzz long<br />- spring is coming strong<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2098081852477429240?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-21056614808047707182008-05-10T11:02:00.000-07:002008-05-10T11:03:10.874-07:00like a butterfly<br />the blissful blue flower is<br />- in morning of May<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2105661480804770718?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-58567572714006387292008-04-26T06:17:00.001-07:002008-04-26T06:17:50.288-07:00tomorrow dance<br />fair rose violet<br /><br />with maybe<br />and where daisy swing<br /><br />everywhere that's spring<br />around<br />with rain enough and wind<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5856757271400638729?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-26333801109553168992008-04-26T05:54:00.000-07:002008-04-26T05:55:40.940-07:00tree of life is here <br />secret roots everywhere<br />- spring rise and adhere<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2633380110955316899?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-32949486735688900762008-04-16T16:00:00.000-07:002008-04-16T16:02:07.211-07:00still light<br />in darkness<br /><br />hunting quicksilver<br />under a moon<br /><br />eluding love <br />and its desire<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3294948673568890076?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-74562897031439136242008-04-16T15:59:00.000-07:002008-04-16T16:00:34.951-07:00spring fire in the sky<br />in its evening lullaby<br />- of reddish glow dye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7456289703143913624?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-43226248380789192082008-04-16T15:25:00.000-07:002008-04-16T15:26:35.813-07:00foliage colorant<br />in forest of spring vibrant<br />- are glowing to plant<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4322624838078919208?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-82169757725128317412008-04-16T13:09:00.001-07:002008-04-16T13:09:26.446-07:00to the evening<br />a summer pleased bird will sing<br />- but now's only spring<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8216975772512831741?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-91923856489457888562008-04-16T04:38:00.001-07:002008-04-16T04:38:56.215-07:00searching by<br />The witching-tree<br /><br />The quicksilver<br />Of a hunted mind<br /><br />Eluding marble water<br />ribbing for light<br />in darkness<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-9192385648945788856?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-48079150574690470402008-04-16T04:36:00.000-07:002008-04-16T04:37:25.801-07:00garden of summer<br />beautiful blue morning skies<br />- clouds of moods lifting<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4807915057469047040?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-25105591349966711112008-04-03T07:10:00.000-07:002008-04-03T07:11:49.650-07:00reviving forest<br />spring days are coming again<br />- now is new April<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2510559134996671111?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-6339662344193561682008-04-03T07:08:00.000-07:002008-04-03T07:09:05.276-07:00wait time<br />of anything<br /><br />life tingling soft<br />and personal<br />for each desire<br /><br />interfere nerves<br />like a cloud staying fire<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-633966234419356168?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-79898113677032063062008-04-02T02:19:00.000-07:002008-04-02T02:22:27.547-07:00fresh grass aroma<br />and spider webs all over<br />remind me it’s spring<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7989811367703206306?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-83302830656334409362008-04-02T02:17:00.000-07:002008-04-02T02:18:27.782-07:00he is as moon<br />in night<br /><br />shy as clouds--sometimes<br />in silent constellations company<br /><br />oceans of no words<br />underneath spoken<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8330283065633440936?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-50674718348986846862008-03-28T09:38:00.000-07:002008-03-28T09:45:10.172-07:00March is vanishing<br />with the leafless winter trees <br />- each week is greener<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5067471834898684686?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-80917143934413720842008-03-28T09:29:00.000-07:002008-03-28T09:33:03.109-07:00Horses dream<br />Foot-lighted dreams<br /><br />Wanting to gallop to mountains<br /><br />In thousand nights<br />Of fences fallen<br />Ponies stood<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8091714393441372084?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-85150790523563520392008-03-26T03:59:00.001-07:002008-03-26T03:59:45.713-07:00chariot of fire -<br />in cloud castle daybreaks desire<br />and spring sky sapphire<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8515079052356352039?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-74793146041635094942008-03-26T03:57:00.000-07:002008-03-26T03:58:21.312-07:00enlightenment warnings<br />of life's memory stains<br /><br />awaiting<br />square dance<br />caprice embraces<br /><br />touching the senses<br />of love's divine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7479314604163509494?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-31070347742686901362008-03-25T10:10:00.000-07:002008-03-25T10:16:03.903-07:00day and night of dream<br />sky full of inspiring theme<br />- spring in first light scheme<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3107034774268690136?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-38722640920062505212008-03-25T10:08:00.000-07:002008-03-25T10:10:19.569-07:00my shoes<br />apart<br /><br />dark matters<br />playing on soft matters<br /><br />my socks<br /><br />cat's dog love<br />a day or two<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3872264092006250521?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-35406964231197600972008-03-24T08:39:00.001-07:002008-03-24T08:43:38.877-07:00the eyes of the world<br />through moments of times hurled<br />- brace of springtide pearled<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3540696423119760097?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-50270043448148720432008-03-24T08:34:00.000-07:002008-03-24T08:38:12.295-07:00the magic away<br />and around touched faded look<br />with growing dust<br /><br />loss of all young<br />to somehow empty sparkle<br /><br />life older<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5027004344814872043?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-75112639282537168942008-03-15T10:26:00.000-07:002008-03-15T10:27:26.386-07:00wake up dragonfly<br />meet summer days rising sky<br />- before you must die<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7511263928253716894?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-473432467312411082008-03-15T10:21:00.000-07:002008-03-15T10:24:59.721-07:00Day in hopes<br />Creases silent winter quilts<br /><br />In soft shaded leaves<br /><br />Conjure a chance<br />To desolated canvas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-47343246731241108?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-1811031993595426222008-03-14T05:55:00.000-07:002008-03-14T05:56:13.384-07:00dawn's new glowing sky<br />coming in with summer high<br />- days of snow gone by<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-181103199359542622?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-83055220294948410622008-03-14T05:51:00.000-07:002008-03-14T05:53:16.209-07:00Raspberry grapes<br />Aspiration/tears/prospects<br />With myself<br /><br />List tattoos<br />In effortlessly rush<br /><br />Scenes of<br />Juggling black butterfly<br />Connecting your mind<br />To mine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8305522029494841062?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-60621314569865691722008-01-02T11:39:00.000-08:002008-01-02T11:40:05.293-08:00night comes of its age<br />when coming day turns the page<br />- glow moon until then<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6062131456986569172?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-42992239925688144142008-01-02T11:37:00.000-08:002008-01-02T11:38:40.712-08:00Proceeding<br />With ecstatic trance<br /><br />Clamors chants muses<br />Delicious breaths flowing<br /><br />Driving<br />Rant tom-tom<br />Totter clear-cut chant<br />And fantastic climax<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4299223992568814414?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-21159019671880572852007-12-25T06:30:00.000-08:002007-12-25T06:31:37.126-08:00Through the sky of dreams<br />Tomorrow sends out its beams<br />- In hope and faith gleams<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2115901967188057285?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-12279098432390583642007-12-16T22:07:00.001-08:002007-12-16T22:07:34.261-08:00Season entwined<br />Colors<br /><br />Stream fields<br />By water world<br /><br />Jump of ways<br />I cannot touch<br /><br />The ethereal grain<br />Grazing spins<br />Around technology<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1227909843239058364?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-79505857861172273042007-12-16T22:06:00.000-08:002007-12-16T22:07:00.277-08:00Flow flow through the hour<br />Waterway seeding flower<br />- Brushwood’s of power<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7950585786117227304?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-64473374124827761612007-12-16T07:13:00.001-08:002007-12-16T07:13:46.116-08:00Another conversation<br />For wondering years<br /><br />Wide flight changing<br />My communication<br /><br />By invisible chortle<br />In different performances<br />And desiring mood<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6447337412482776161?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-9664969412017102562007-12-16T07:12:00.001-08:002007-12-16T07:12:51.772-08:00Dark is in this day<br />Dancing endless shadow's play<br />- Spring will come with May<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-966496941201710256?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-9483693855812113812007-12-05T08:13:00.000-08:002007-12-05T08:14:17.931-08:00Clarinet’s wizards<br />Tonguing dreams<br /><br />In fang<br />Of black ripping pirouettes<br /><br />Carousel castles<br />Sweet-tooth mind<br /><br />Soul knights<br />Dragon poems<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-948369385581211381?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-44311057210704486682007-12-05T08:08:00.000-08:002007-12-05T08:09:23.568-08:00Time is our embrace<br />With tides of tomorrow’s ways<br />- What comes never stays<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4431105721070448668?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-62589761012493043152007-12-04T07:02:00.001-08:002007-12-04T07:02:39.690-08:00Across image canvas<br />Your eyes unyielding<br />Upon time<br /><br />Leaving everything<br />Filled through sharpening<br /><br />Feelings<br />Rolling down<br />The page<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6258976101249304315?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-83657817890970987362007-12-04T07:00:00.000-08:002007-12-04T07:02:03.205-08:00Bring in your music<br />Through the rain and the water<br />Of inspiration<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8365781789097098736?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-38486638654290074162007-11-12T11:56:00.001-08:002007-11-12T11:56:56.101-08:00A flower in bloom<br />Prospect of every plume<br />- Of practiced costume<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3848663865429007416?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-5168289965894362692007-11-12T11:55:00.000-08:002007-11-12T11:56:19.152-08:00Changes of time<br />Like floating clouds<br /><br />Curves out from still<br />In calm soft rain<br /><br />Each for a go<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-516828996589436269?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-71611736115707035932007-11-11T13:05:00.000-08:002007-11-11T13:09:40.133-08:00Here comes the new day<br />With inventive thoughts to say<br />- Would-be has its sway<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7161173611570703593?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-38307835419180283132007-11-11T13:04:00.000-08:002007-11-11T13:05:38.236-08:00Skyward fade <br /><br />Shadowed leaves<br />Of twin-colored desire<br /><br />Stars<br />Their gleam<br />And sister-soul dark<br /><br />Are climbing<br />With time’s fingers passing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3830783541918028313?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-49410019019544248782007-11-10T14:04:00.000-08:002007-11-10T14:05:00.529-08:00Every love that's true<br />Route of feelings walk-through<br />- Surrounded by you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4941001901954424878?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-66312075304648281072007-11-10T14:03:00.001-08:002007-11-10T14:03:54.409-08:00Life’s white diamond<br /><br />The bleached memories<br />Of jewels<br />Woven skips<br /><br />Pulse of tradition<br />Soft elegance repels<br />Of<br />Vulnerable quickens rain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6631207530464828107?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-23275966009847371112007-11-10T14:02:00.001-08:002007-11-10T14:02:38.559-08:00Tiny bird daydreams,<br />Of white breast feathers and themes<br />- In winter's dark schemes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2327596600984737111?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-49747591235588830392007-11-10T14:00:00.000-08:002007-11-10T14:01:49.850-08:00Beneath deeper easing<br />To naked feeling<br /><br />Softened with caressed body<br />Within emotions of many existence<br /><br />Is the sensation<br />Of love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4974759123558883039?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-10225915077658952992007-10-21T09:25:00.000-07:002007-10-21T09:26:22.280-07:00Stone to stone pathways<br />Through winter's crepuscule days<br />- Earth in cloudy grays<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1022591507765895299?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-21333114586918199492007-10-16T21:05:00.001-07:002007-10-16T21:05:52.492-07:00Today is breathing<br />On tomorrows bequeathing<br />- And our dreams sheathing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2133311458691819949?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-59574557238395006952007-10-09T01:43:00.001-07:002007-10-09T01:43:48.706-07:00World’s madhouse<br />Its shadows spider<br />Walk and weave<br />Without nothing<br /><br />My chamber heart<br />Within path dreams<br /><br />The cold feeling<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5957455723839500695?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-36608145413874238022007-10-09T01:42:00.000-07:002007-10-09T01:43:06.150-07:00Yesterdays are gone<br />To the future transmit on<br />- What work you have done<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3660814541387423802?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-6966441833737414632007-10-08T09:21:00.001-07:002007-10-08T09:21:53.991-07:00Days dim evenings,<br />Cloudlets in sky curving strings<br />- Winter’s rainfall sings<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-696644183373741463?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-18892763798839705912007-10-08T02:27:00.001-07:002007-10-08T02:27:54.901-07:00Where sprout rises<br />And trees grow<br />In the springtime<br /><br />Many scars scatter<br />Like candles heart<br /><br />With blue heavy<br />Flickering venom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-1889276379883970591?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-64039321329233730402007-10-08T02:26:00.001-07:002007-10-08T02:26:53.466-07:00Forever contrast<br />Of memories colorcast<br />- And autumn songs past<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6403932132923373040?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-56186996758316041052007-10-07T19:00:00.001-07:002007-10-07T19:00:39.573-07:00The river of peace<br />Beat of kindness can increase<br />- Never let it cease<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5618699675831604105?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-91283134873892734632007-10-07T13:18:00.000-07:002007-10-07T13:19:34.761-07:00High high and above<br />Like a mountain is our love<br />- Ice and rock much of<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-9128313487389273463?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-81771251857080592432007-10-06T23:58:00.000-07:002007-10-06T23:59:12.653-07:00Revealed seed<br />From retreating autumn’s wake<br /><br />Unfold the green set<br />With gold<br />Frost-tinged haze<br /><br />Entranced beguile hours<br />Flown and gone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8177125185708059243?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-31161517768697876672007-10-06T23:55:00.000-07:002007-10-06T23:56:00.215-07:00Under dark and deep<br />Winter awakes from its sleep<br />- Rainbow mountain leap<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3116151776869787667?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-9629428246762556242007-10-06T08:19:00.001-07:002007-10-06T08:19:23.525-07:00Contemptuous sign<br />Of deep rooms<br /><br />Lost in myriad time<br />Of vacancy day<br /><br />Years mandating<br />Abysmal sleep<br />In the soft exit<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-962942824676255624?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-48865575020359629262007-10-06T08:15:00.000-07:002007-10-06T08:16:18.789-07:00Flow profundity<br />The water of plummet thought<br />- Through the forest jade<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4886557502035962926?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-31503727312155465752007-10-05T07:23:00.001-07:002007-10-05T07:23:34.388-07:00With a tease<br />Of imagination<br /><br />Visions words<br />For straight-talking<br /><br />Trapped through<br />Ignite thought-passages<br />Of feelings<br /><br />Bounce from<br />My brain frame<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3150372731215546575?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-40684024919525284272007-10-05T07:20:00.000-07:002007-10-05T07:22:25.584-07:00Night’s of winter day<br />The mornings of white and gray<br />- With the snow now play<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-4068402491952528427?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-23505908951005722782007-09-07T00:22:00.000-07:002007-09-07T00:23:30.845-07:00I am a woodcut<br />In life's ordinary tree<br />- Liberating leaves<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-2350590895100572278?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-73719378138579056612007-09-07T00:20:00.001-07:002007-09-07T00:20:25.426-07:00conception earthquake<br />like sweetest figs<br />wanted with incessant passion<br /><br />fire flames<br />before shattered rays<br /><br />years<br />we built <br />to smolder<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-7371937813857905661?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-50334236278435380782007-09-06T10:31:00.000-07:002007-09-06T10:33:03.845-07:00Fly away daydreams<br />Like autumn's butterfly deems<br />To the going beams<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5033423627843538078?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-52549236364480492802007-09-06T10:19:00.000-07:002007-09-06T10:21:36.281-07:00desk letters<br /><br />distance fishing<br />from a sea of says<br /><br />like bread crumbs<br />covering<br /><br />vessel pearls of the mind<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-5254923636448049280?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-82665859296151479392007-05-21T19:46:00.000-07:002007-05-21T19:48:24.213-07:00Silver golden red,<br />Through the stillness of night’s dead<br />- Tomorrow’s new thread<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-8266585929615147939?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-37795100096717630622007-05-21T19:44:00.000-07:002007-05-21T19:46:31.353-07:00inside the deep<br />with every cold<br /><br />ouside solitude<br />glacier<br />and beneath the iceberg<br /><br />a warm desire<br />runs the river<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-3779510009671763062?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-3922426753566910762007-04-21T01:59:00.000-07:002007-04-21T02:00:06.590-07:00Just like nowhere roots<br />this existence to summer<br />- growing from the past<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-392242675356691076?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025530.post-61397415676855794832007-04-21T01:58:00.000-07:002007-04-21T01:59:05.639-07:00Through in wear<br />Of our love<br /><br />With life brittle<br /><br />Real—petals without<br />The sunlight<br /><br />Our grays about<br />And heard<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9025530-6139741567685579483?l=petersquinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0