Flickering Light

Flickering light - dream lights!
Reflections on the river of time
Blossoms of glow in the flights
Life of light in darkness lime

Man is in the middle stream
With his touch and coming day
Breezy whisper like a dream
As the waves on the river play

Life is like a song
Or a river flowing
Beating heart to long
Till its time of going
Tides of to and fro
In their billows calling
What do we really know?
As the time's falling

Flickering light - dream lights!
Soon the day is again rising
With lights of highest might’s
In its daybreak surprising

Every hour a new it seem
Flowing there steadfastly on
Breezy whisper like a dream
Till this day is likewise gone

by Peter S. Quinn

Comments (3)

ARE YOU A STUDENT OF MR.MILL OR WHYBROW.METİ N THE POET.Hİ İ İ .ANSWER ME
He is an awesome teacher..Its sad to hear that he is retireing.
What an original poem! A hymn to 'hairy grass' with an amazing political import. I don't know what's in the poem that reminds me of George Orwell. Splendid. A ten. Susie.