tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352101422011-12-14T19:09:42.438-08:00Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1160138971512263262006-10-06T05:48:00.000-07:002006-10-06T05:49:31.513-07:00Now they are all white <br />The roses in the window <br />- In spring they are gone <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />One and one lonely <br />Track by some going under <br />- The new fallen snow <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />White snow flakes falling <br />And whirl all around the ground <br />- In the blowing wind <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />Outside is winter <br />Day's just a little moment <br />-Of brightness and heat <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />The raven flies low <br />I hear when he is cawing <br />- A ray of hope there<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-116013897151226326?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1160138836888826372006-10-06T05:46:00.000-07:002006-10-06T05:47:16.890-07:00Nocturnal moon throws<br />Its image on the river <br />- Fair is the stillness <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />You open field tree <br />That's suffused in moon bright beams <br />-Put forth leaves in spring <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />Who kindle the light? <br />Which glitters distant blinking <br />- This winter evening<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-116013883688882637?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1160138783848379472006-10-06T05:45:00.000-07:002006-10-06T05:46:23.850-07:00The frost hardens now<br />But time shall move all forward<br />- Toward the colours<br /><br />The brightly stars<br />Like the glistening snowflakes<br />- Just further away<br /><br />Coming chilly night<br />With your dusky winter eyes<br />- I will then count sheep<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-116013878384837947?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1160138568489072332006-10-06T05:42:00.000-07:002006-10-06T05:42:48.490-07:00winter morning song<br />the sounding from your footsteps<br />in hardening snow<br /><br />the trees stand not bare<br />in the garden full of snow<br />this coming Christmas<br /><br />it's this time of year<br />full of glistening snowflakes<br />and few birds flying<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-116013856848907233?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1160138508506598292006-10-06T05:41:00.000-07:002006-10-06T05:41:48.513-07:00Tomorrow's sun rays<br />Let love come into your day<br />With spring full of hopes<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />New generations<br />Bathing in sunshine summers<br />Let there be heroes<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />Glisten golden light<br />Reaching to me from the top<br />Earth spoil not your seeds<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-116013850850659829?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159733475067302642006-10-01T13:10:00.000-07:002006-10-01T13:11:15.066-07:00When spring comes again <br />My longing awakes once more <br />- After the summer <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />What I'm waiting for <br />New grow and greenish pasture <br />- Though winter's still here <br /><br />~*~ <br /><br />Will growth be as good <br />In the rose bushes in spring <br />- After thawy time<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115973347506730264?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159733413552635042006-10-01T13:09:00.000-07:002006-10-01T13:10:13.553-07:00Mother's always best<br />With her love one is blessed<br />Feelings truest crest<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />Spider<br />Oh spider spider<br />Come again when day's brighter<br />And our mood lighter<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />Miracle<br />It's a miracle<br />Winter, spring summer and fall<br />Colours to enthrall!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115973341355263504?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159733335221284462006-10-01T13:08:00.000-07:002006-10-01T13:08:55.230-07:00Gleaming from above<br />After tempestuous night<br />Light from far away<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />In winter's garden<br />Where air's clean of pollution<br />All colours are pure<br /><br />~*~<br /><br />Colourful red leaves<br />On a bole of darkly green<br />What more do you want?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115973333522128446?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159551659135862762006-09-29T10:40:00.000-07:002006-09-29T10:40:59.136-07:00"farewell" <br /><br />Bring in the springtime <br />Farewell lonely winter road <br />- I'll walk you later <br /><br />"the stranger" <br /><br />There is this stranger <br />I am always observing <br />- In every mirror <br /><br />"would you?" <br /><br />If you were a fly <br />And I were a lovely bloom <br />- Would you kiss me then?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115955165913586276?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159551613222626882006-09-29T10:39:00.000-07:002006-09-29T10:40:13.223-07:00"inspiration"<br /><br />The bluest jewel<br />Heaven above awaiting<br />- Our inspirations<br /><br />"deep truth"<br /><br />The truth of ourselves<br />Lie inside the deep ocean<br />- We all once came from<br /><br />"mirror"<br /><br />You are the mirror<br />Of your thoughts and self being<br />- Water's icy now<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115955161322262688?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159551554835298302006-09-29T10:38:00.000-07:002006-09-29T10:39:14.836-07:00you look for beauty <br />- there it is before your eyes <br />rebirth of summer <br /><br />the grass of summer <br />is growing even fresher <br />-than before cutting<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115955155483529830?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159551490201874392006-09-29T10:37:00.000-07:002006-09-29T10:38:10.206-07:00- into dimensions <br />if nothing's there- I'll make it <br />- flourish my better <br /><br />what comes after me? <br />is peace with my true believes <br />- eternal singing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115955149020187439?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159487764947616052006-09-28T16:55:00.000-07:002006-09-28T16:56:04.946-07:00it is worth it all<br />to be a small summer child<br />like you often ware<br /><br />***<br /><br />yes life is dew tears<br />even more now - then ever<br />I realize that<br /><br />( in memory of KOBAYASHI ISSA - 1763-1837 )<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115948776494761605?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159487707197328692006-09-28T16:53:00.000-07:002006-09-28T16:55:07.196-07:00it is then it's gone <br />present turns to memories <br />- a future begins <br /><br />today tomorrow <br />all the same again this year <br />- begin then ending<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115948770719732869?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35210142.post-1159487567972600602006-09-28T16:52:00.000-07:002006-09-28T16:57:32.136-07:00the hardest poem <br />is one word on everything <br />- never accomplished <br /><br />but if it were done <br />behold only the word I<br />for each and every<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35210142-115948756797260060?l=haikus1998-2001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Peter S. Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314noreply@blogger.com0