Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Clasp the blue sky and sea so free
These sweet angels smile for all
She is immortal myth and soft dreams
Romance is the garden before the fall
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She walks on blue light
Ethereal and soothing
The grass is so green with truth
Hold the moon in your heart
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Empress of African sorrow
Purple night has blistered the heart
Thistles of the western wind
Insolated diseased children
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Underneath this perfect day sorrow hides
Be brave soul of mine the light is at work
Life heads toward eternal joy
Walk the fields like Eleanor Roosevelt
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Ivory stars gentle as her sweet smile
Her plush coral reef thighs bring the tides
Strong like the redwoods yet gentle and free
Adore the woman under the plumb tree
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Brush strokes like living sun
Windows as high as creation
Gray blue walls reflect the light
Cafes of art on the Riviera
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I do not believe man can make a just good society. His advancement has been in technology and knowledge. The Gospel message in not to change the world but to receive Christ in our life and prepare for eternal life.
To me we have very little advancement. I will vote and fight greed by universal Christian ideals but in no way do I believe that we can over come the devil in this dispensation. The reality is we are heading toward war. “If those days were not shortened no flesh would be saved.” Matt 28: 21

My Christian humanism is certainly an embrace of personalism and a belief in free will but it is not a projection of idealism that overlaps politically into a totally free society, because of Christianity causing us to work for justice. God will bring eschatological change not movements of men inspired by Christianity. With that being said we still must try to help people, Gandhi said “people who are religious and know nothing of politics know nothing of religion”. I like this! I believe helping people is important on all levels. The balance is the key. I need to put the ever-lasting kingdom of God first, while doing good while I am here.
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Her leather soul filled with nihilism
Soft nihilism covered in chocolate sex
Her rule a cage of fools
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Hope in the determinism of love
Choosing sides
Scallop prayers in the masses
Electric angels crossing the war
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Your pagan tree is ancient fear
Raven sword afraid of love
Licentious dreams on diamond moons
Torches in the night come for me
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