Espresso Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Espresso

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Quiet morning quells like the sea
Reality the bliss of metaphors
Blood flows in ancient meteors
Clay and the light of eternal Word
All candles blown out
The old bakery open
Vivid colors of Chagall
Café's open in the streets

Dali walks in for a espresso

Espresso
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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