Menorah Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Menorah
You are the jagged lilacs
Each line a contradiction
Love beneath the temporal desert
Arrows of cotton fall
Emotion splashing the orange rocks
Lovely paradox of the confined leopard
The sea breeze though the banyan tree
Hot birch fire burns the oak
Sun rises above the pines
New worlds are coming
Arms as lovely as vernal mountains
Moments of freedom like temples of fire
Lyrics of ancient lovers
Beethoven’s ninth has hope
Golden lions guard the valley
Vines of purple history deep in her thighs
Every forest is wild like science
Repressed libido with moon dragons
I hear music from the gothic endorphins
Tides flow from her dusky soul
Pain cleanses the eternal eyes
Joy and laughter like flowers in the fields
Reprieve in the magic mirror
Songs travel the sea of stars
Visitations grapple in mathematical synapse
Azure poets glimpse the coming religion
Chills down my back as the chains relent
The olive tree shall light the menorah
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