Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Lost in long winding hallways
Do you shut the door and lock it?
Imagination by the vicarious
Have you left the earth to others
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Claws on the whiskey glass
Spartacus rests in a garden of scorpions
Heads of parrots like feathered war
Beneath the aplomb hills of skulls
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I hear the beat of the working class
Fairs and trumpets
Hats and jazz
Women with feathers bright as joy
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Time is a libra scale with symbols
All these Jaco Pastorius notes
Color cries like a bipolar club
9 days to die
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Brilliant dreams with silver ears
Hear the soul wise like the sea
Universal eyes that see the dawn
Golden sands shrines in light
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Left bank of the Seines
Elegant as Rodin’s mistress
Sculptured lioness of summer
Freedom revels like astrology
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Pure water like a virgin sea
I miss you so!
Just a man in a horrible war
You died so young my father
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Between the stars comes moonlight
Mirror of a mind
Image of tempest fruit
Desire deeper than any volcanic fire
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Morning light like a cotton blanket
I can still praise after all these years
Gratitude walks with solitude
That special moment where things connect
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Forgiveness cleans the sordid soul
Your pearls are prodigal dreams
Supple beams of dusky night
Flesh of silk moonlight
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