Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

I am just another broken candle
My light dappled in pain
Sometimes life is the falling rain
Dripping wax
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White ravens of paradox fly
Dreams in the cracks of pain
Resolved like a prisoner of doubt
We just go on
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Black trains ride past leather shops
Windows rattle
Time bends in knotted muscles
Clocks talk in low slow voices
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I await your crystal words
I no longer belong to the earth
Home is a frontier of the heart
These towns disappear like fog
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Sapphire clouds on pink mountains
Sky of lemon
Deeper into the inversions of mind
Reality is this vivacious hymn
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Time is such a small thimble
I always thought I wanted more
Now I wonder?
Eternity is a membrane away
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Are you up tonight?
I think you wait for a miracle
If it came would you accept it?
I don't think so
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Sultry fangs hidden in love
Antique hatred decorated with tassels
These purple chairs like hooves
Fear opens French windows
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Hyacinth windows made of Chrome
Out the door the madness roars
See the summer vines glow with thyme
Vassels of the Queen of light
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Do you wait for reckless half moons
Theater without pomegranates
Doves as empty as icons
I wait for your frail rose
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