Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

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

Highway 101 Calls


I slept in music of redshift orange
You were tides of pink fire
Once again harmony paints
My walls are invaded
My protection has failed

Circles of blue innocence
Norway pines and rivers
Cedar trees and the coast line
Redwoods and your smile
Tears that love reaches all

Sacred art of the dying era
Close the door to the darkness
Yellow curtains with red flowers
This is our dream
I must live with you

Backyard swing
a garden, the mountains
Angels in the moon
Kisses and kitchen laughter
The sea with its timeless rhyme

I know the graves are fresh
I know no one keeps out the sorrow
Surround me my sweet sea
Turn the tears into growth
Make the pain into rainbows

Highway 101 calls like a blue eyed dream

Submitted: Friday, March 15, 2013

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