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Brendan Quinn 


Brendan Quinn started writing poetry on his return from Galway to Belfast in 1992 to help promote peace and love. His main purpose in writing is for healing, understanding, love and peace which grew out of his experience of the culture and arts in Galway. He also sings and writes songs. He is a spiritual person and puts his faith and trust in God. The poem below was published in The Ulster Graduate in spring 1998. 

 



WINDOWS ON A COLD EVENING LOST

Through the pane
Never mind the stain
A reflection of Life
Never be vain
Am I gazing at it?
Has it confounded me?
Tell me what do I see
Inner thoughts huddle
Clarity will absolve muddle
The ice is all that will prevail
Send spider's webs all over the surface
Hot air emits from the orifice
A calm descends
But for one moment
Disperse again
To the maze create
The pattern depicts
How uncanny the fate
Don't be late in
Coming sweetheart
You know the time draws near
And if it wasn't for the fear
I sure as missing
would polish the glisten
with sweet nothings 
In your ear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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