Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Inspire me
can you move my inner river
Monet painted grace
Feminine solitude
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We meet in the poetry of love
gazing at the fire of night
feeling the stars of forever love
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Those that grieve are brave
Feelings and aftermath
the past resolved within reason
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Vague streets in dreams of Shelley
north winds have no formal invitation
seas tumultuous and redisent
challenged with sharp self assessment
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Brusque ambrosia gown of murder
defamation of character
belittled
phrases of the glib star
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These chains are wreaths of Dali
Backward circles dancing like fear
Her legs of marble leopard grins
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Fresco on the awful building
Brando on his island
Sun revealing all the sin
The tides bring in dirty needles
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Billows like rage leaving the heart
I've forgiven you
I've chosen to be clean
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She radiates like a leather moon
this time the bridge is magic
come to me like an orgasm
every edge has clouds
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Graze the fields of the erotic
Memories like wet thighs
Is it over?
Never
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