Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,161 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

41. Sea Caves 11/19/2011
42. Crayons 11/19/2011
43. Bed Of Ghosts 11/19/2011
44. Blue Vase 11/19/2011
45. Keep Drawing 11/19/2011
46. New Earth 11/21/2011
47. The Trial 11/21/2011
48. The Ripe Fields 11/21/2011
49. Kiss On The Hand 11/21/2011
50. Jean Once So Lovely 11/21/2011
51. Live Jazz 11/22/2011
52. Everything Is Growing 11/22/2011
53. Real Love 11/22/2011
54. On A Night Like This 11/22/2011
55. Systems Of The Mind 11/22/2011
56. A Nice Day 11/23/2011
57. A Real Woman 11/23/2011
58. The Stars Of Home 11/24/2011
59. Hats 11/24/2011
60. A Dobro At 2am 11/23/2011
61. Michael The Arc Angel 11/23/2011
62. A Real Person 11/25/2011
63. Copycats 11/27/2011
64. Thoreau 11/27/2011
65. Talk To Me 11/27/2011
66. The Present Tense 11/27/2011
67. Something Holy 11/27/2011
68. Tonight You Are Mine 11/27/2011
69. Safe Arrival 11/19/2011
70. Words Of The Ancient Future 11/19/2011
71. Mark Your Calendar 11/19/2011
72. Coltrane 11/20/2011
73. I Will Listen 11/22/2011
74. The Lonely 11/22/2011
75. The Unforgiving 11/22/2011
76. Time Only Has So Much Time 11/27/2011
77. The Victim 11/27/2011
78. Okinawa 11/27/2011
79. Poets Of Cardboard 11/27/2011
80. The Big They 11/27/2011
Best Poem of Joseph Narusiewicz

I'll Never Forget You

Opaque heart lit with tenderness
She shines like a child’s smile
Those old songs bring a tear
I really hope your life is happy
When the bitterness goes we can see
We had some real love one for another
Didn’t we?

Oh! How I pretended and rationalized
How I tried too make it all contained
Processed and intellectual
Now I know it was love
Pure and simple love and passion
Defining things can minimize

Nothing has ever replaced the fire of your kiss
They say we only get one love of our life
Your eyes so filled with moonlight
So ...

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Her Velvet Walk

Words burn like fires from Troy
Pearls from the dying myths
Some fear what then have become
Rodin with hands that touch Michelangelo
She draws for the left bank
Seines flows like Chopin’s piano
Picasso walks under halos
Love is the only moral

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