Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

I await euphoria in blue centuries
Paths lead us to the crystal fountains
Copernicus on a golden wheel of clouds
Find the melody of life in the mountains
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White marks on de Kooning women
Fragments of the fragile symbol
Redefined, undefined and lonely
I see her grafted identity
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Have you seen the end of the world
Curled up to your last ripe sin
We sit on the evening clock
Cannibals of Zeus and democracy
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Like a star that pours its haze on me
Major ninth chords that flower sevenths
Bass notes heavenly with feminine summer
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Lizards sigh with mystic parrots
Blood as blue as pierced pagans
Painted for the spirit journey
These heads in the ebony world
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I shall lay in your memories
dawn closes the windows
moonlight has become my universe
silk stars moan like trains
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Upon the sea I cast my poetry
dreams no longer have armies
protected by blue fleets of stars
serenity casts you away
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I am the burnished impressionist
Salon of changing light and shadow
We meet on streets of burgeoning values
Free stores, concerts, parks, flowers
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Beyond the curtain of honor
Shot into History
He belongs to the ages
Tears reach the doors of time
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Think about how many churches use tax exempt status. All kinds of people file their tithes and offerings as charity and get back money from the federal government. Then so many of these same people turn around and preach about BIG GOVERNMENT! They use a law to their advantage and think nothing of it.
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