Loneliness

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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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Taken on March 12, 2010