Joseph Narusiewicz

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

Islands Of Poetry - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Ambient lighting like a soft illusion
Sometimes silence is music
Night like a smug blanket
Poetry comes out of cemeteries
Crawls out of alleys
Elves are cautious little creations
I am waiting for a word from you
A little risqué phrase I can read into
I think you like night too

Can we penetrate the celeste of art?
I think love is an instant awareness
I think plans are fear-locking doors
Moonbeams in the existential haze
Birth is in the soul of my lamp
Baudelaire wrote on Poe
I think my muse is a sex addict
Mars is out like an ancient vibrator
Islands of poetry shiver down my spine

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 27, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, August 28, 2015

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