Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Beauty of the world like a ray of sun
Like a glance of the stars
We own nothing
We see the reds and yellow
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Pink rocks along the dry river
currents of the fiasco father
some hatred looks like ionized blue
they wanted a shill of the collective
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Animal tanks wrestle the burnt flesh
the bear eats
rest my little elves like quiet flowers
soon everyone will feel the pain
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Limestone poet with sands of magic
in the dust the serpent stars
they fall like gold
Orange sun starves the lush grapes
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I shall lay in your memories
dawn closes the windows
moonlight has become my universe
silk stars moan like trains
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Upon the sea I cast my poetry
dreams no longer have armies
protected by blue fleets of stars
serenity casts you away
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I am the burnished impressionist
Salon of changing light and shadow
We meet on streets of burgeoning values
Free stores, concerts, parks, flowers
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Beyond the curtain of honor
Shot into History
He belongs to the ages
Tears reach the doors of time
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Think about how many churches use tax exempt status. All kinds of people file their tithes and offerings as charity and get back money from the federal government. Then so many of these same people turn around and preach about BIG GOVERNMENT! They use a law to their advantage and think nothing of it.
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Archers of the lubricous night
she aims at the purple stars
pigeons march in spiritual spirals
evening is ripe with hedged moonlight
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