Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Come with Us


Colors croon the purple ships arrival
Ladders slip into the fog
Mt Herman breathes love

The guitar shined like an angel
Maui forests of violet haze
Sounds of the ship leaving

Churches of Pink Floyd
I will find her in her blue virgin shell
Canvass in the pink wind

Gather your portal fire
Engines fire like Saturn
I hear the drums of Virgo

Tides of crimson wombs
Born like a neutron stratocaster
Notes bending in the neon rain

Golden sun conquers doubt
Visceral knowledge wet with wisdom
We're staying right here but so far away

Come with us my love

Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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