Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,730 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

281. Brightest Tomorrow 12/19/2011
282. Existential Blue 12/19/2011
283. Mirror Of Medusa 12/19/2011
284. My Future Is From Above 12/19/2011
285. Scientific Angels 12/19/2011
286. Hour Of Fire 12/19/2011
287. Someone Waits 12/19/2011
288. Avatar 12/19/2011
289. Life And Dreams 12/19/2011
290. Loyalty 12/20/2011
291. Awakened By Love 12/18/2011
292. Lady Of The Stars 12/18/2011
293. Mandolins 12/18/2011
294. Lotus Symphony 12/18/2011
295. Shadows Forever Free 12/22/2011
296. Trust 12/22/2011
297. Thank You 12/22/2011
298. They Will Flee 12/22/2011
299. The Revolution Is A Whore 12/22/2011
300. Love Is A Healer 12/22/2011
301. Love And Fire 12/22/2011
302. Drama Queen 12/22/2011
303. He Hears 12/22/2011
304. Lanterns 1/3/2012
305. Heavens Mercy Seat 1/3/2012
306. A Minor 1/4/2012
307. Shekinah 1/4/2012
308. I Have Fallen 1/12/2012
309. Eternal Rose 1/13/2012
310. Woman Of The Earth 1/14/2012
311. Your Gentle Fire 1/16/2012
312. We Are Blessed 1/16/2012
313. Flesh Of My Flesh 1/18/2012
314. I Have Two Sides 1/18/2012
315. Your Light Is On 1/19/2012
316. Welcome Back 1/21/2012
317. Cookies 1/27/2012
318. The Rain 3/3/2012
319. He Died In Iraq 3/3/2012
320. Keep Smiling 3/4/2012

Comments about Joseph Narusiewicz

  • sean brown (4/11/2018 8:06:00 AM)

    you're a moron this is the dumbest thing ever

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Best Poem of Joseph Narusiewicz

London Fog

In the London fog she walks like light
Light as soft as the lofty stars
Dreams are haunted Liverpool ships
Herdwick sheep bleating by Lake Windermere
She sounds the bells of destiny
Oscar Wilde with a black cane
Morose of Byron
Her arms are blue opium alleys
Her kiss the ice of a pirates treasure

I move toward her
Chills of nights silk
We will never grow old
Back to our graves we must go
Our bed is the ancient mariner
Under the North Sea lovers laugh
Wales moans like Dylan Thomas
We have raged against the night
The fog of London is my ...

Read the full of London Fog

This Land Is Your Land

Baby soon the summer will come
Were going to race down to the sea
Let love drown us in a kiss that never quits
No beggar hands
No acquiescence to the fat cat liars
Fight the gated communities
Don’t let your neighborhood become nothing
Don’t let it become the new reservation
Don’t let their bull and flag waving deceive you

[Report Error]