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In Autumn Afternoon

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

I was into that secret shadow
Of the moods of an autumn afternoon
Where there's rise in a nightly glow
Before the winter comes in soon
Glow of summer going on low
With the morning coming in the evening
Nothing else but dark to show
As the light to the forest will bring

Night in its fire burning play
Slowly on in its timeless space
Where the hours of morning is in gray
Only some glistens into few days
Sparkling steps to the night
Falling feelings to answers gone
What has come to be alright?
To carry these footsteps on and on

Darkish moods of shadows things
Loneliness to have its try
Till the morning rises again and sings
With the hours of a fallen sky
Love songs uncovering the soul
Living to every left and right
Every feeling for a looking role
From the care of its lonely sight

I was into that secret shadow
Of the moods of an autumn afternoon
Where there's rise in a nightly glow
Before the winter comes in soon
Many ways now on their run
Every aspect of the together going
Now there times without summer sun
Only shadows in low light glowing

Darkish moods of shadowed things
The brightness in its goodbye
Till new hours rises again and sings
With new hope in the rising sky
Love songs uncovering the soul
Living to every left and right
Every feeling for a looking role
From the care of its coming bright

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The poem appeared on www.poemhunter.com/peter-s-quinn

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© Ben Heine || Facebook || Twitter || www.benheine.com
____________________________________________________

A picture I took in Kenya
____________________________________________________

For more information about my artwork: info@benheine.com
____________________________________________________

In Autumn Afternoon

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

I was into that secret shadow
Of the moods of an autumn afternoon
Where there's rise in a nightly glow
Before the winter comes in soon
Glow of summer going on low
With the morning coming in the evening
Nothing else but dark to show
As the light to the forest will bring

Night in its fire burning play
Slowly on in its timeless space
Where the hours of morning is in gray
Only some glistens into few days
Sparkling steps to the night
Falling feelings to answers gone
What has come to be alright?
To carry these footsteps on and on

Darkish moods of shadows things
Loneliness to have its try
Till the morning rises again and sings
With the hours of a fallen sky
Love songs uncovering the soul
Living to every left and right
Every feeling for a looking role
From the care of its lonely sight

I was into that secret shadow
Of the moods of an autumn afternoon
Where there's rise in a nightly glow
Before the winter comes in soon
Many ways now on their run
Every aspect of the together going
Now there times without summer sun
Only shadows in low light glowing

Darkish moods of shadowed things
The brightness in its goodbye
Till new hours rises again and sings
With new hope in the rising sky
Love songs uncovering the soul
Living to every left and right
Every feeling for a looking role
From the care of its coming bright

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The poem appeared on www.poemhunter.com/peter-s-quinn