Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Emerald Starlings in dreams of pink
You make me want to be a man
Silk stockings around my neck
So many are so boring
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I dreamed the sixties lasted forever
Love is an impressionistic museum
Ideals melt like a blood filled rainbow
Lay me forever
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Blue gold idol the dream of Homer
Her elegant words of myrrh
I come from the highlands of myth
Reality becomes a woman with ice blue eyes
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If I look in the mermaid tunnel will I find you?
some love is only the perfume of fables
Reality must subside like tides of sun
Sacredness is very personal
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Wayward soul bending like a river
afraid of joy like it is too strange
sometimes the night frees me
poetry seems to be an island
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Garments of snow cover earths lover
See the scallop clouds cry
Dancers of the forests lute
Answers are really choices
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Stone walls of Ireland whisper
Her fields of joy grow in green glory
My love is the breath of summer

The carnal eagles hunt
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MMillions of elephants in 1900
Lust for ivory starts to take them down
Que balls for pool tables, piano keys
Nicknack's, art works, furnishings
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Post modern kiss filled with technique
Vibrators are not human
Couched with fear
Strangled with no boundaries
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Her gaunt vegan body dances
The world is a military base
I am spiritual
My friends think they can change it
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