Joseph Narusiewicz

Veteran Poet - 1,922 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Summer's Flowers - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Fields of summer blood in your touch
Flowers by the castles of Carlyle
Ancient ghosts of the poets
Hear the lost wind call like Shelley
Wild flowers on a July meadow
Morning fog like your mystery
Who are you when the garden sighs?

Gentle Lady of the lowlands
I am the Scottish rain
Celtic swords clash in elven dreams
Your red hair refined like roses
Vase of the ancient lover
Knights of noble dragons
I bring you tidings of love

Mountain streams untarnished
Pure wine like virgin green forests
Your soft skin from the ivory stars
Quilts of Irish songs cover the morning
Lovers in the grass of passions eternity
Golden rainbows dance with violet fires
We kiss amidst the grace of summer's flowers


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2014


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