Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

Benefactors of the mass acquired knowledge
New evolution via cyborg genetics
DNA manufactured
Antiquated Hubble
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Owl of emeralds sits on the piano
She plays with one candle lit
I listen like a ghost
Moonlight like a Paris street
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Carriage rambles on the old stone bridge
We use to swim in that creek
Straw grass of summer
McCurry’s old apple orchard still there
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Sparrow on an old stone cross
Island of prayer on the Irish Sea
Wind swept solitude
Demons flee a true Saint
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Surreal science eyes filled with eons
Magnetic field of pulsar hippocampus
Born in the Crab Nebular
I am her burning star
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This night of flowers
Fingers of soft summer moonlight
Barefoot on the green grass
Shrouded in peace
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The wish to be healed
Maybe that is the healing

I carry these heavy stones
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On the lithograph smile of handcuffs
Your razor heels devour me
Once innocent ribbons painted
Pure color deep as oak trees
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Summer is an executioner
Moonlight curls its white fingers
Joy threatens the war of the heart
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The older I get the more I believe in the Bible as the absolute Word of God. To make Jesus into a existential subjective experience separate from Scripture and propositional truth is just plain heresy. Christ according to the Scripture allows experience to be grounded with proposition and doctrine; this balance is essential. So many who try to tamper with this end up with a ship wrecked faith.
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