Jerusalem Is Surrounded
Pageants of gray wolverines
Fallen flowers with synced teeth
The flattery of Persian armies
Minced dreams deep in frozen water
Everything wanes into ashes
Motion of thrills without base
Islands of cement still as enemies
Foghorns are my only poems
Sinful roses fade like winter
The times of freedom diminish
Persecution from the will to power
Esau has brought his curse
The bells no longer dirge
They have buried my desire
We approach the mountains
Towers of self-indulgence
Every minaret is now my enemy
Tolerance cannot bare intolerance
Underground in caverns of catacombs
Search the ancient funerals
Search the tumbrels of Antioch
Fields of blood before Augustine
No elegized Corinthian Plato
Weary of serpents the innocent chant
Columns of martyrs serene in eternity
Liquid gold melts the long confession
Stagger like wounded warriors
No Teutonic knight shall prevail
No onward dialectic shall win
I can only go down on my knees
Indolence has been broken
I seek the things above
The broken wind sighs with time
These shelters of stone wither
Pyres bring changes that die
Generations fade into vapor
Console the cruel fate of Delphi
Self knowledge becomes a grave
Tear down the pirate sails
Chain Prometheus with myth
The god of war rides with treatise
Books of pyramids and ancient angels
Fire of Persian scrolls
Every meadow converted into dross
Chains surround the house of wisdom
Succulent concubines wait for kings
The west surrenders slowly
Jerusalem is surrounded
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Eternal Forests
Fate circles the moon of desire
We are the earth circling time
Her kiss has rivers with deer
Eagles fly over cliffs of granite
Lovers of ember centuries
Past the tears past the fears
The thunder of buffalo herds
Mountain streams like Eden
No armies or galleons
Oak grow as the mighty wind
Our bed has ancestry
Lovers share their dreams
When the land was open
No signs, no ownership
Meadows of stars shine
We are the future laughter
We are the dreams of warriors
They know they must die
They know they must be brave
Feel them in your bright kiss
Passion filled with battles
Feel their canoes along the waters
Your arms are their arms
Kiss your warriors that stand
They are dying for a way of life
Their blood cries from sacred ground
Your eyes like doves
Your dreams of fire and broken arrows
Hold me like a shaman of stolen land
Share your joy and sorrow
Ghost of sweet streams and feathers
Making love by quiet rivers
Warriors that once blessed the sky
The legions come with their chains
They bring reservations
They bring peace treatise with broken tongues
Love me on this hot bed of soul
The night has ancient eyes
Hear the wind bring tears of Cochise
See the shadows like war dances
See the broken wings of the hawk
We must kiss the future when morning rules
We must remember all their visions
Love is a circle of great seasons
Blend into me like a thousand full moons
Tecumseh sighs in the Ohio valley
Make them move west until they are gone
My love the land cries in your heart
These braves of the new world
Panther in the sky
Trail of tears in your loving thighs
We love in hidden valleys and cold mountains
Sacred burial grounds whisper
Let me hold your warrior soul
I am your lover here and now yet pierced
We are ancient lovers waiting for eternal forests
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Some Dream of War
Rising in the shadows beyond the sun
Morning leaves like a silent memory
Burning pyre of Odin’s dream
Sacred sword
Knights fight the plague
Flagellants
Kings of order
Pillage the coffers of Constantinople
Aqueducts bring wine bright with blood
Crimean queens of the Black sea
Ships with ghost sails
Dadaists of surreal chance
Run for the fall out shelters
Teutonic steel horses blitzkrieg
There you are amidst the lost
Languorous myth amidst Hellene roses
Ideals in form and structure
Grace spoiled in the art of war
Under the pyramids
Euclidian wonder
Sky lit flames of Prometheus
Surrender to fall angels
Darkness rides the jungles
Lions of heathen shields
Rage like fog over Paris
Ringing epithets
Insanity dances in the fields of Moloch
Golden children fornicate
Beyond the sun with painted faces
Earth and blood
Warriors
Red with lust and slaughter
Extinguish this fire of idols
Sacrifice yourself to gargoyles
Shaped in iniquity
Her kiss is heathen fire
Forests of orange Mars
No asylum
Gather the dead
Firebombs in the incendiary night
Stars without counsel
Sarcophagus
Armies warped with spells
Your hour has come
March for the cryptic god
These symbols on caves
Noble killers join great causes
Kamikazes
Deep in the heart Goya paints
Everything ends
Pass of Thermopolis
Trojans
Vermillion soldiers cry
Blinded like Samson
Philistine orators
Some dream of war
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Fallen Angels
Left bank of the Seines
Elegant as Rodin’s mistress
Sculptured lioness of summer
Freedom revels like astrology
No base can mold the wind
Notre Dame writhes the asp
The city bells wail the change
Deco art of the juggernaut
Leave your Luddite souls
Spires of the new age
Disraeli moors of progress
Awaken the sleeping peasant
Some of us belong in deep caves
Madness has shrill winds
Visit your minaret chandeliers
Throw your coins into the fountain
Sensual robes of azure pornographers
Kingdoms from the lofty star
Burning kingdoms
Stone eyes as tearless as the dead
Rituals of the Prozac priest
Prosaic islands where reason hides
What is this coming on the earth?
Cover yourself you men of ideals
Canals like Mars
She sleeps with every artist
He cries like atomic clocks
We meet with insatiable color
Color of the silent blue tears
Red laughter of the jealous lover
Yellow disdain of the coward braggart
Now the towers burn
Phallus glory of the golden scholar
Serpent of the tortured tree
Green as genetically modified alfalfa
Your grand logo of lotus meditation
Everything is weighed and leveled
The nations are swirling dust
Empires rust in the portent wind
Come out from the tombs
Hear the clarion call of the prophets
Rome will raise its legions
Babylon sires all its sorcerers
The western dream a broken cistern
Vials and trumpets come
Principalities ride the dragon
Sodom and Gomorrah plays
Beat your plowshares to swords
Philology lost in higher criticism
Proposition dry as agnosticism
Everyone shelters the relative
I am the ancient scrolls
You are the lost garden
Together we walk diseased streets
Ziggurats of sordid time
We measure the radiation
We measure the levels of hope
Proportion like Corinthian columns
Delphic creeds in mathematical poetry
We blend it altogether like a third world war
Have you seen the fallen angels?
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Bring me to life
A bead of water glistens on my palm
As I stepped on watery fields of sadness
I’ m dying, like a flower
That longing for a little falls of rain
Frozen inside
I could hardly breathe
Bring me to life
Let you be my strength in the odd that never ends.
As I touched the sky I see, the angels smile
But my wings are broken
I am fallen
My soul is tracking against the wind
I can’t fly
I’m drowning in the ocean of tears
Just like broken dreams
That is turn into pieces
My voice echoed on the silence of a sea
My throat is parch
No words slip on my lips
Even the wind can’t hear my mournful grief
A tuneful poem that I am trying to sing
But nobody wants to listen
Bring me to life
Let you be my voice in this world of deaf
My heart melts
Like a candle, soften under the sun
My body shivers as I glance at the doom
A dark shadow surrounded on me
Here I am seeking for the light I wanted to see
I was so blind
Bring me to life
Be the light as the sun rises on east
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Chain Of Fools (feat. Pointer Sisters)
Clint Black & The Pointer Sisters
Chain chain chains (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chains (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain
Chain of fools
For four long years
I thought you were my man
But I found out
I'm just a link in your chain.
You got me where you want me
I ain't nothin but your fool
You treated me mean
Oh, you treated me cruel.
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain of fools
Every chain
Has got a weak link
I might be weak child
Oh, but I'll give you strength.
OOh. OOh.
You told me to leave you alone
My mother said, come on home
My doctor said, take it easy
But your lovin' is much too strong
I'm added to your.
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain
Chain of fools.
--- Instrumental ---
One of these mornings
That chain is gonna break
But up until then
I'm goin'a take all I can take, oh yeah.
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain
Chain of fools.
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain (Chain chain chains)
Chain chain chain
Chain of fools, oh yeah...
--- Instrumental with oops till fade ---
song performed by by Clint Black
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Breath of Life
Tributes to fallen lovers, paintings
Rembrandt cannot bring his wife back
Cover her with fine jewels and flowers
She is gone, only God breathes life
Immortality in art preserved in time
Feeble time where things decay
Spin and weave symbols
Pyramids that slowly turn to dust
We try so hard to sustain the dying
Everything marches in cadence
Everything atrophies into the abyss
No heroes, no idols, no statues
Gold cannot buy the resurrection
Science cannot stop the reaper
Religions cannot prevent the grave
Power and might buried in mausoleums
Do you think things are getting better?
Are we close to world war three?
Will our technology pull us through?
Have we really improved as a race?
The tomb in Jerusalem is empty
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Time only has so much Time
Pearl fire of aqua language
Poets purge the unconscious forms
Wings of ethereal justice and beauty
She has mercy in her piercing eyes
Stone lions chase ravens
The claws of silence
Forever past in granite
There in the wind hides legacy
Voices of the deep sapphire sea
Gardens where forgiveness glides free
Trench warfare is over
Below the equinox
By palm trees of ice
Egyptian mummies walk in the valley
She hands me a vision
A vision lacking the entire world
Freedom is a dream found in libraries
Mortal fear wrestles with morning
All the gates are locked
By the fountain a golden flower grows
Dialogue with Dante’s Inferno
Winds of Shelley’s thorns
Poseidon sails in a Roman slave ship
Spartacus meditates vengeance
Myth becomes the shields of armies
Pirates steal Caesars bold inscription
Opium ships bring their cargo west
Denizens read Verlaine and Virginia Woolf
A more perfect union visions of Voltaire
Autonomous Atlas lifts the weight of the world
Through symbols and dreams the fog lifts
Shaman prophets die early deaths
Let the clowns swim with the mermaids
Every one needs dreams that dance
Escape to the islands and look over the precipice
Along the mountain passes feel the free air
Sleep under the moon with your wise lover
Lord Byron’s black steeds ramble the night
Walk through forests of emerald romance
Let your dreams escape from self torment
Dharma mountains rise in spires
Genuflect in neurotic salvation
Holy water with fluoride
The womb of peace
Adults suck their thumbs
Deep in the caves of Greek enigma
Collective unconscious circles
The mirror of gravestones
On the road where gamblers shine
Heroes like rivers rolling to the sea
Poet readings sigh in history
The beats tap their feet to free jazz
Slowly the shadow drives the wind
The magic hour fades and the dust settles
Fire passed by the seers of art
We read biographies of bold alleys
The bells of Notre Dam ring
Along the Seines painters gather
Porcelain shrines decorated in dying flowers
Sleep in towers with winding stairways
Hands tied by stolid fate
All these questions hide in dusky caves
Sometimes the stars look like cold ice
Ideals punished by the ticking clock
Here comes the tide washing everything
All this desolate stench
All this waste
Now the sun seems just the same
Centuries move like angels
What really matters is the day is bright
Meaning the clarity of generations
These ancient alphabets are written on time
Time to live because time only has so much time
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Demise And Vestige
Two Eyes Flash In Twilight Two Thoughts In Rhyme
"Gravities' Mine And I'm Prepared"
Two Feet Meet In Rhythm Two Hands Did Find
The Weak Link The Towers' Share
Beneath Their Foundations A Rivers Rage
The Damm That Stands Reveals Its Age
From The Cracks Water's Flowing
And Makes A Line Directly Toward
The Unknowing
I Can Set A Flood In Motion For The Arrogants Plans
Are Always Built On Sand
Like The Wind Drives The Rain The Subterranean Will Bring Pain
I Can Feel The Surge Of Madness In Mind
I Can Hear The Minions Marching In Time
I Can Taste The Breathe Of Freedom
I'm Free I Am Free I Am Free We Are Free
To Arm The Dissident And The Dispossed
I'll Be There I Will Be There
To Give Backpower And Take What It Possesed
I'll Be There I Will Be There
To Live Our Dreams And Not Ask Why
We'll Be There We Will Be There
To Scale The Mountain To Reign On High
We'll Be There We Will Be There
Relieve Us Now Of Misery The Wheels Are Set In Spin
In Moments Now The End Begins And Here I'll Make My Stand
To Watch It
Fade Away Fade Away Fade Away
Water Fills The Waiting Earth And Washes It So Clean
Swept Up In The Rushing Waves Now I Feel What I Mean
And I Fade Away Fade Away Fade Away
And I Wash Away Wash Away Fade Away
It Is Starting
There's No Stopping
All's Collapsing
What Is Happening?
Cries To Screams Screams To Cries Cries To Moans
Flesh To Steel Steel To Flesh Concrete To Bone
Water Bled Blue To Red Blood To Water
Led To Here Led To Where? Led To Slaughter
Overwhelming Sound
Swaying Breaking Sound
Wailing Pounding Sound
Cracking Crumbling Sound
Thought I Could Lose The Thought That
Brought Me To The Thought That
Brought Me Here To This Demise
Thought I Could Lose The Thought That
Rules Us All And Believes That
One Must Lose In Order To Find
Though The Storm Inside Me
Gave Me Strength To Be A Mighty River
I Was Still Not The Tide
Thought He Could Free The World And So Free Himself
But He Was His Own Demise
It Is Still The Daylight Comes
But Nothing Moves Not Anyone
Awake My Bent And Broken Ones
And Come Walk With Me
You All Seem Paralyzed
Hollow Bodies Sunken Eyes
But We Have Won We Are Alive
So Come Walk With Me
Walk With Me For I Have Healed Your Pain
I Touch The Ground My Hand Passes Through
But I Feel The Touch Of All Of You
Letting Go I Slip Into The Other Side
And You Walk With Me You Walk With Me
Sent Away To A Place I've Never Seen
No Fears Or Cares Here All Is Serene
Where Did I Fly Away To Where Did I Fly Away?
Millions Of Spirits Have Begun To Gather
In Order To Be Reborn
Millions Of Voices In Unison Chanting
That I Must Lead Them On
I Say "We Must Bring The Oppressor Here
To Seek Solace By Means Of It's End
And We Must Redeem Our Own Selves Here
We Must Be Sure It Has No Life After Death"
We Will Comfort You
We Will Bring You Peace
We Believe In You
We Will Be Released
And Then We'll Fly Away To A Better Time
What We'll Find We'll Wait And See
Is It Machine Or Man Man Or Machine
Every Single One That Suffered
Wants You They Want You
Strange How What I Once Needed They Seek Today
Death Did Not Gain Them Freedom So Here They Stayed
From Within And From Without Revenge Is Ours There Is No Doubt
And In Between That And This Our Oppressor Will Taste The Serpents Kiss
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Eternal Wings
Sublime wings shall reach your haven
Laced in humility with fertile glow
Ravenous heart caged in apathy
Escape into cloudy eyes of sweet blue
Surrender in vulnerable adagios
Relished in fervors voluptuous hands
Roister while Robespoire plans
These temporal paradigms die
Hold on too vernal jewels
Rise with swelling tides
Ride evening moonlight
Pledge your allegiance to azure
Gloves from temples of stars
Nexus of changing axis
Surrounded by flowing gardens
Hold me like the hands of the wind
Change replenishes the coffers of soul
Deep answers too deep
Eternal crystal sighs whisper
We are the answers we seek
Profound ecclesiastical touch
Sapporo morning where time dawns
Talents of golden songs
Tremont onyx candles lit with sapphires
Dark wings of sordid rage
Cruel as Roman legions
March for eagles flying bold
Conquered and neutered like slaves
Stars fall like azure rain
Wrapped in religions of the pyramids
No balm or healing from self-hatred
Conquistadors send galleons of blood
I am warped in passion
Bound by fire
Great wings with talons of desire
The thirst of vampires
Vines with tendrils of Persian stars
Ancient eyes of feline ecstasy
Semen from Pastorates portals
Drowning in Presidium
Latin tongues of fire of Ovid
Shrill cries of amorous Athena
The wings of desperation flutter
Machiavellian kings turn into dust
She has castles without lanterns
Visions with great pyres
Lust that fades into dusky memory
Your wings are tired lions
I seek eternal wings
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Soft Stone
I am only a rock, a stone of no worth,
I come from below, from the Earth I was birthed,
I lie dormant deep underground, never moving or making a sound,
You search and dig, you chisel and pound, a good chance I'm never found,
Rare I am not, my circulation is controlled, I am not cheap, high price I'm sold,
Due to greed my price is high, stolen and hidden, men fight, men die,
I am the softest metal, I am jewelry, I am treasure, I am used for dye,
You use me for your debts and dues, I pay for everything you will ever use,
First wrought in the age of iron, I never rust, I never tarnish, I am the color of autumns varnish,
I'm used for more than you know, I'm in most technology, even food as a garnish,
To no man I'm unknown, waste your life seeking me, you will always be alone,
I may surround you, I may be your only wish, you will stop now, for your mistake you atone,
Armor and the Arts, my influence travels far beyond both,
Without inducement I take this oath, your lands be stunted, there would be no growth,
Some value me higher than life, others seek me as buried treasure,
Occasionally I'm the object of war and strife, to gaze upon me is a guilty pleasure,
I sit and wait as I always do, It is my fate, my time is due,
You found me now, the search is through, you cheer to everyone, the whole crew,
What do I stand for, I am freedom, I am misery, I am chains, I am power,
If your soul I have devoured, you ignorantly covet me until your last hour,
I am the shine, I am the luster, I am the glory, I am the fall, I'm the best, above all.
poem by Ruik Caldorn
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The Two Women
Lo! very fair is she who knows the ways
Of joy: in pleasure's mocking wisdom old,
The eyes that might be cold to flattery, kind;
The hair that might be grey with knowledge, gold.
But thou art more than these things, O my queen,
For thou art clad in ancient wars and tears.
And looking forth, framed in the crown of thorns,
I saw the youngest face in all the spheres.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
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Orion's Belt
In the bleak shadow of self doubt
Where clocks chime midnight
Morning stands with great lions
We wait for redemption
Self-acceptance with out chains
Rooted by rivers that over flow
Like a sparrow on a winters day
Kings highways made of slavery
Divorced from the sweat of good men
Raise the banner of the conquered
All this gold buried deep inside
Journey into crystal sorrow
Upon the hills of morning joy sings
Distant like bells of hope
We search ourselves only to see caves
Caves filled with guards
Bribe the illusions of Macbeth
Desire for power stands like a general
Confidence in money and armor
Confidence in others weakness
Confidence in entitlement
The soul is found in pure simple love
This battle rages in the essence
Dual nature of the sphinx
Free from rage
Roman armies fight the red sea
Swords sheathed without blood
Vendetta tried in the courts of mercy
Salvaged in olive gardens
Hidden in catacombs along the river
Purged in desert righteousness
Delivered from dark clouds
Feel the rain heal the barren land
Fruit trees grow again in the meadows
The children have come back with songs
Time has brought a heart willing to forgive
She smiles like the innocent moon
Eyes that just want something real
Bright and filled with new stars
She has walked in the strange rain
What do you see on the tree far away?
Some dream that has no dark sky?
Sincerity ravages me
Her long hair flows like the sea
Her voice sings like the free wind
Romance escapes in a forest of doves
Touch the flame of the mystic sun
So it shall be love shines like the sun
Music has garlands from ancient dawn
Spirit from oracles of freedom
Chorus of the kiss of moonlight
Eagles fly like chords of timeless poems
Coda of Odysseys like mountain winds
Art is a temple where sacred secrets whisper
Join together with Apollo and Dionysus
The masters and the novice hold hands
We join the celebration with tireless flutes
Sing like the rivers finding their mission
Paint the enigmatic times
Let the fire of love blaze our hearts
No countries or lands to return too
Spirit calls Abraham to promises
Gates of eternity seen by the sojourner
Leave this world for another home
Hear the call of the creator
We are the temporal amidst the eternal
We are the doomed amidst the saved
Travel with the greatest hope of all
Gather together and feel the flames
Unity is a circle of fire
We are here to awake to hear and see
Man does not live by bread alone
Does death end it?
Why do those stars shine?
The leaves blow thru history like moments
Beauty rises with every blazing sun
Can you feel the color of the living day?
Waterfalls flow like wild dreams
Roses pulsate with radiance
The moon is bright like a free white bird
Venus shines and Saturn’s rings spin
Past the wars and hate can you still marvel?
Tonight the earth is traveling as it turns
Full of creation amidst the stars
Step out into Orion’s belt
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Children of Cain
Saffron gates of civil illusions
Those on the fringe of monuments
Your blue idol eyes only a wisp
Sparticus crucifies a Roman soldier
Delphi maidens serve the lions
Silver and gold beneath the violence
Rage as ancient as a the Pantheon
You are the unattainable vamp
Fate sealed in time like an execution
Write your liaisons in all this blood
Something very dead rules the king
Dark as plagues she walks the forum
Echo the asp of Egypt for the dust
Visit the dead in their putrid mirror
They coddle capes of purple secrets
Codgers of the endless ancient pit
Assemble and collude with all zest
Your feast covers catacombs
The moving dead fornicate
Visit your burning karma in dreams
Resolve Alexander’s dying empire
Poison of Socrates betrays Zeus
Young lions turn into fields of graves
Master your lust into statues of Corinth
Arrows wane with entropies fingers
Motes filled with serpents
Protected behind moons of pearls
Penetrate every shield of fear
Revel in the pride of life
Breach every dream of conquest
Placid take over with no coup de tat
Who shall build the pyramids?
Let the scribes write
Inquisitors shelter the satyr
We are the torn wombs of Herod
They cry in meadows of smoke and fire
Nothing sinister in the rising ghost
No new wine lives amidst Edom
No well to drink the clean eternal water
They dance with masks of bulls
They copulate in foreign gold
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Ruined Souls
Decayed tombstones, broken-winged angels
still breathing in this courtyard.
The old kings, heroes and warriors having a long term rest
after a brutal murder.
cemetery flowers; some withered
but some in bloom.
there is no room for the spectators and tresspassers
who search their ancestors.
chains, swords, crowns, rings bracelets and bangles
all had been turned to dust.
nothing remained.
even their names and addresses
everything washed and vanished
by the heavy rains.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Song From The End Of The World
Here is the smell of seafood pie
A broken tower on the open sky
A chain of islands rolling west
In sight of the house where we are guests
A rambling old river twists through the fields
Ancient names imprinted on shields
Gifts arrive for a baby girl
Born a queen at the end of the world
Furious music from an open door
The sound of feet beating on a stone floor
Always the wind, always the form
Of an elder god, hooved and horned
The head of the mountain lost in a cloud
A country woman, soft and proud
Into the bay the horses swirl
For we come to the sea at the end of the world
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Fly
Spread your wings, flyin over frozen mountains, crystal rivers, and geyser fountains,
Driftin above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across seas to shore,
Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweeds,
Irish meadows, and fields of green,
Glide through cities of brick and stone, broken arrows of ancient Rome,
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Want you to fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Haunted woodlands, forbidden trails,
Dust devils, caves, and OK Corrals,
Through castle halls, under water falls, pyramids crumble when nature calls,
Sky were blue become black with stars, lighting bugs kept within jars,
Sand moves quickly through the hour glass,
Wings spread, we can all fly at last,
Everybody come and fly away,
You must believe that you can fly away,
Spread your wings and come and fly away,
Just believe and you will fly away,
Rock will melt, coal crystalize, clouds with skylines materialize,
Wings spread take flights over northern lights,
Wolves howl over blood red moonlit nights,
Kings and queens within our dreams, the sky rains diamonds a ruby ring,
Oceans, rivers, lakes, and ponds, lions, in the cold brr's along,
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Want you to fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Muslims travle to the land of Mecca,
Atlantis, hidden deep under forever, Iceland golden tombs of pharoah kings,
Rainbows sprinkling diamond rings, voices cryin out echo carries,
Angels dance with the cryptic fairies,
Gates of a
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The Dead Follow Every Wind
Logos of pride
Burning eyes of phallus poetry
The over man of Nietzsche
Caged in robust vanity
Scarborough of delicate sanity
We suffer like condemned tribes
The pall of Prometheus fire
All are punished in the true mirror
All are swarthy madmen
Along the shore a ray of sun
Wise hour deems blue asylum
Men of the seventh seal
Tombs of radiant jewels
She hands skeletons her potion
We dance like poised slaves
Numb in totem revelry
Circle around mountains of myth
No fountain of youth shall respite
Wine of Bacchus bubbles like death
The wind blows fierce with portent
Portals of fire summon the locust
Land of giants drunken on philosophy
Golden eyes narrow like serpents
Dance to the sound of draped sirens
Magic hours where time warps time
Leave these feasts of foreign temples
Prince and power of the air rides
Hide your gold in the children’s war
Hide your future in caves of incest
Worship the still steel phallus
Your wet womb reveals Egypt
Visitors fallen and very dark
Musky bed where aliens crouch
Ancient lions wilt the galaxy
Who are you sister of red
The dead follow every wind
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Flames Of Life
The fire of the soul,
Constantly burning
Dreams and desires,
Keep the flames bright
When hope starts to fade, so does the fire
When dreams die, the fire feeds on memories
But it's not enough to sustain upon
Slowly but surely, the flames wither away
The fire burns itself out
Smoldering remains of life,
The ashes carried by the wind
Soon there is nothing left
poem by Bloodshed 207
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Gems of Love
Sea of stars spread Scarborough wings
Bright axis where bucolic light sings
Halo of ice shimmers like azure fire
Kyanite shelters unfettered desire
Bright night snow like tanzanite romance
Blood blossoms tribes of ceremonial dance
Ribbons of Anglo Saxon beryl
Chimes ring throughout the world
Music incarnates living crystal ghosts
Spanish soul dreams hot onyx rainbows
We celebrate virgin forests of time
Bamboo thighs ripe with topaz and thyme
Amethyst heals the euphoric citrine
Pearls garnish the shaman seas
Butterflies in valleys of color
Your dress of lilies and heliodor
Children dance out of emetine centuries
Celebrate velvet parrots flying free
Every dream peering in the heights
Opal, zircon, sapphires, Alexandrite
Journey together with feathers of joy
Love has come to deserts of turquoise
See the ancient constellations sigh
Herculean winds and hurricanes cry
Dress amidst the ghost sage
Bricks from fortresses of jade
Peridot and ancient royal rubies
Swim amidst mermaid’s liquid dreams
Drums roll like Gaelic emerald islands
Wrought iron sired in purple suns
Sing my love like swarthy goldfinch croon
We are lands of ancient Scapolite moons
Leather sumptuous as mauve meadows
Wear coral reeves in your betrothed soul
Tourmaline courts the moonstone fire
Bring scarves of Aphrodite’s sphene desire
We are the Chrysoberyl rings of rituals truth
Wedding bells, tides, rivers, magenta pools
Brass bed of passionate roses grow
We enter ceremonies of diamonds and gold
Generations pass the gems of endearing love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Jerusalem
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon englands mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of god
On englands pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear: o clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariots of fire!
I will not cease from metal fight;
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built jerusalem
In englands green and pleasant land.
song performed by by Vangelis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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