Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 5,228 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

161. Comfort Me 6/29/2013
162. Compassion And Understanding 7/26/2012
163. Concupiscence 4/3/2012
164. Cookies 1/27/2012
165. Copycats 11/27/2011
166. Courtship 9/13/2012
167. Cozy Corners 9/20/2015
168. Crawling Around The Stars 7/3/2015
169. Crayons 11/19/2011
170. Creatures Of The Night 4/5/2012
171. Crime And Punishment 12/8/2011
172. Cross The Bridge 5/5/2016
173. Crying Rain 6/17/2012
174. Cupid Smiles 11/6/2014
175. Cursed 4/1/2014
176. D Day 12/2/2011
177. Dad 11/30/2011
178. Dangerous Kisses 10/3/2012
179. Dappled Dusk 11/15/2011
180. Dark Arrows 12/4/2011
181. Dark Muse 3/1/2013
182. Dark Rooms 11/17/2011
183. Dark Side 1/18/2016
184. Dark Silk Stars 11/13/2015
185. Dark Women 7/3/2016
186. Dawn 2/11/2014
187. Days Of Visions And Dreams 4/23/2012
188. De Kooning Revisited 3/19/2013
189. Dead Lovers 11/15/2011
190. Deep In The Soul 7/19/2016
191. Deeper Into The Sea 1/30/2015
192. Defined 3/24/2015
193. Delicate Goodbye 11/27/2014
194. Desert By The Sea 8/5/2014
195. Desert Rain 3/2/2012
196. Destoyer 12/6/2011
197. Devil 2/21/2014
198. Diary 7/17/2014
199. Dining 11/13/2013
200. Dirty Little Dream 3/28/2013
Best Poem of Joseph Narusiewicz

I'll Never Forget You

Opaque heart lit with tenderness
She shines like a child’s smile
Those old songs bring a tear
I really hope your life is happy
When the bitterness goes we can see
We had some real love one for another
Didn’t we?

Oh! How I pretended and rationalized
How I tried too make it all contained
Processed and intellectual
Now I know it was love
Pure and simple love and passion
Defining things can minimize

Nothing has ever replaced the fire of your kiss
They say we only get one love of our life
Your eyes so filled with moonlight
So ...

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Her Velvet Walk

Words burn like fires from Troy
Pearls from the dying myths
Some fear what then have become
Rodin with hands that touch Michelangelo
She draws for the left bank
Seines flows like Chopin’s piano
Picasso walks under halos
Love is the only moral

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