Joseph Narusiewicz

Silver Star - 3,591 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

The Mission - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Walls like fountains of singing elves
Nothing shall stop harmony
Your pots ancient Scottish clay
Scarves with violet stars
They can’t stop rays of hope
We are like a painting in soft light

I await you my love like spring
Melody has found streams of blue
Yellow daisies grow in praise
You stay awake thinking of me
I feel you like morning dreams
The candle of the soul is deep

Nostalgia is just a coat of clouds
We are scripts of the everlasting
Caress the stain glass of France
Globes of renascence adder
Norwegian wood angels
Sea of prayer has brought a dream

Writers in the quiet identity
Refuge is never in a crowd
Moonlight through a window
Your smile always thrills me
To awake and you’re there
Now lets help others who need love

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 21, 2014

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