Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Pine boughs hang like chandeliers
Chancellors of sentinel royalty
Censured by ages of joy
We receive the forests of love
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The dragon world goes on
Your bright gown like moonlight
Tryst with hope
Dragons in a marriage that’s over
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They come in silk moonlight
Rising in the high notes
Lingering in corridors of poetry
Sighing in sweet chords
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Something true and innocent
Untainted like a summer daisy
Childs smile by the pure water
The white beads shine in the sun
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The wind growls like a wicked heart
Lions prowl the garden
Listen to the sacred forests song
Ambient September unravels the wheel
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Cyan sky of liquid marble
Dreams rain singing doorways
Walk like vibrant eternity
Some know Egypt is real
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Israel's right to exist is from God according to the Holy Scriptures. Those that deny Scripture will also deny Israel's right to exist or deal with modern Israel only within the realm of politics, history and modern secular thought.
We as orthodox Christians eaccept the Old Testament record as Holy Scripture and believe Israel came out of Egypt into the wilderness and into the land of Canaan by the command of God not as invaders.
Post modern Christianity with its acceptance of higher criticism only accepts the portions of Scripture they want and scrutinizes the rest with so called modern techniques, that fit into their agenda. They hack and whack away the Scripture while claiming a existential Christ that is separate from the Scripture. Genesis becomes a laughing stock to them and hard to understand Scriptures concerning the battles with the tribes of Canaan are dismissed as barbaric. There are books written by haters of the Bible on the Divine Genocide and the killing of the Canaanites.
The purpose of this essay is to go through some of the fundamentals of Scripture concerning Israel. We believe Israel was and is called by God to have a promised land. My approach is based on faith in the Bible's authenticity.
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She walks the mystic shoreline
Tides and seagulls
Clouds lift the curtain of pain
Rain and fog gone like decades
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i feel i am in your orgasms
Splashing around like a Robin
In a front yard bird bath
Gold ankle chain she says
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Someone is spying on Phillip K Dick
They're not the great Whale of Moby Dick
Voyer of science fiction in a clowns mask
Island of Tibetan monks
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