Joseph Narusiewicz

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

Hunter S Thompson - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

I dreamed the sixties lasted forever
Love is an impressionistic museum
Ideals melt like a blood filled rainbow
Lay me forever
She believed in me
I still believe in her

Cynical and narcissistic
Hard bitten reality
Flowers of yellow, blue and red
Scales weigh every brazen thought
Sometimes I hate my neighbors
They seem nosey and stodgy

I still listen to the Doors and Hendrix
What really moved me besides my family?
My first real kiss
Art and poetry
My acceptance of Christ

Hunter S Thompson touched my life

Comments about Hunter S Thompson by Joseph Narusiewicz

  • Brian Jani (6/6/2014 5:11:00 PM)

    A very nice poem here (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

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