Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,161 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Wounds Heal - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Sentries guard the door
First cup of coffee bribes them
Creative flow mixes with clouds
Cold spring day of inward soul
Yellow green imagination
Easel of words
Brighten the world with a bird feeder

The flow of the sea fights the frozen
Memories find corridors

We adjust like birds in flight
The pounce of wind flutters the pines
We are sensitive
Dawn is never the same
Darkness and light
Time and eternity
Love should win in my short freedom

Life is a naked experience
Wounds heal if we let them


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 8, 2011



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