Joseph Narusiewicz

Silver Star - 3,346 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

How I Wish - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Veins of black tar head for the mountains
Something beautiful about the plains
Something mysterious thru the badlands
Ghost Buffalo
Sacred beads

She burns sage like a shamans soul
Can you feel the eyes in old houses?
A New Jersey poet is racing in the street
American dream dying outside mansions

Wars in the American heart
How I wish these cages were open
How I wish these fences were gone
How I wish my dream catcher was filled

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 15, 2011

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