Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 4,744 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

161. Concupiscence 4/3/2012
162. Cookies 1/27/2012
163. Copycats 11/27/2011
164. Courtship 9/13/2012
165. Cozy Corners 9/20/2015
166. Crawling Around The Stars 7/3/2015
167. Crayons 11/19/2011
168. Creatures Of The Night 4/5/2012
169. Crime And Punishment 12/8/2011
170. Cross The Bridge 5/5/2016
171. Crying Rain 6/17/2012
172. Cupid Smiles 11/6/2014
173. Cursed 4/1/2014
174. D Day 12/2/2011
175. Dad 11/30/2011
176. Dangerous Kisses 10/3/2012
177. Dappled Dusk 11/15/2011
178. Dark Arrows 12/4/2011
179. Dark Muse 3/1/2013
180. Dark Rooms 11/17/2011
181. Dark Side 1/18/2016
182. Dark Silk Stars 11/13/2015
183. Dawn 2/11/2014
184. Days Of Visions And Dreams 4/23/2012
185. De Kooning Revisited 3/19/2013
186. Dead Lovers 11/15/2011
187. Deeper Into The Sea 1/30/2015
188. Defined 3/24/2015
189. Delicate Goodbye 11/27/2014
190. Desert By The Sea 8/5/2014
191. Desert Rain 3/2/2012
192. Destoyer 12/6/2011
193. Devil 2/21/2014
194. Diary 7/17/2014
195. Dining 11/13/2013
196. Dirty Little Dream 3/28/2013
197. Divine Easels 11/16/2014
198. Divine Fire 12/3/2015
199. Divine Moon 2/14/2014
200. Divine Spice 12/21/2011
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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