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
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Ghosts Of The Full Moon
Every moonbeam radiates joy
Sycamore trees in shadows of the sea
Savannah grass in green waves
Mystic winds blow the ancient souls
Let the fingers of night caress
Let the feelings sigh like a shaman
See the buffalo graze under the stars
Naked stars that pry memories
Stars of the future birth
Angel night where awe sails on time
We are temples
We are spiritual
We are part of the ghost world
Pearls of emerald waves
Seagulls fly like sailors souls
Onyx moon of silver ancestry
Valley of Kidron and golden tombs
Dreams walk the hallowed corridors
Touch the sacred wells deep in the sky
Irish fields green with souls
Ghosts of the Great Barrier Reef
Eyes like wandering lions
Buried inside the Great Wall of China
Castles along the Seines
Ships rise in the galaxies
Have you felt the shivers of the moors?
The ancient ones of the full moon
Villages appear in hallways of sleep
Words from the winds of love
Flaming swords with two edges
Gates where living waters flow
Caravans of stars
Desert visions
Black Sea silk
Her ecstasy is in a room of mirrors
Michael Angelo’s bust emanates
Rembrandt in the silent museum
Raphael grounded in sanity
Yellow lamp of ancient quills
Whale oil sires the ancient graves
Icy waves of the mariners vault
Stairways in a New Orleans house
Night as quiet as fear
Have your felt the river of night?
Have you seen green eyes stare?
Lovers feel a stranger in their bed
Do you believe in vampires? I do
Van Gogh was haunted
Soon you will hover
Soon we will be the night
Islands of Jules Verne
Opium dens of Calcutta
Tibetan monks chant
Impudent vengeance never sleeps
Sword of Spartacus revels in anger
Magnolia slaves of the plantations lair
Red eyes, keep a night light on
Avenues of Hades belladonna
Byron dressed in black velvet
Jim Morrison at a séance
Edgar Allen Poe knew the night
Indigo trees in the wind
Mango ghosts
The Nile where cobra’s laugh
Brazilian rosewood dreams
Spanish ghosts of Mediterranean blood
Tireless Volga a sage of time
Ethereal eyes like a slaughter
Tribes are wandering the silt fields
Mountains ghosts
Celtic rivers of the vivid mind
Can you feel their candles?
The wings of night flutter
Shadows merge breathing constellations
The wind blows the curtain lace
They gather in costumes under moonlight
Ghosts of the full moon
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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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Blue Islands
Nubian mermaids rise with ice eyes
Snow glares on tamarack and pines
Respite the glowing land of Neptune
Reverb the guitars without rules
Light and sound rejoice everywhere
Radiant notes on fire with moon glare
Prayer travels the stars everyday
Ships visit the distant Milky Way
Pause into an ancient corridor of Dali
Everything breathing under the gold sea
Being, smooth like a mountain rivers cry
Your clocks mean nothing to the sky
Have you seen the dolphins swim free
What is time without your dreams?
Bliss the rest of bold eternal wings
Blow free you joyful stardust winds
I feel the wondrous blue islands
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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She Meditates
Calm day radiates, beckons, teaches
Frosted pines silhouette the blue sky
Behind the veneer eternal intrigue
Hope has eagle wings above the fray
Waiting for the mantra too surface
Stir the silent wisdom from deep earth
Everything in the future was the past
Nothing stays the same - I must emerge
Music fills with tireless wood gnomes
Asylum where the wolf howls free
Wise waterfalls of universal tones
Crystal caves beneath the living sea
The sun has risen and rules the kingdom
Myth daily dances with living light
Ancient language regal in golden thrones
Purple temples gather in the stars tonight
Chivalry with black silver knights
She calls to me in the distant moonbeams
Her voice awakes sleeping warriors
The great cedar grows in mystic dreams
Magic lives in a woman's vast soul
Steeds of poet quills ride for her kiss
Midnight swirls in passionate gardens
Dharma voices of sweet tantric bliss
Walk the earth in romantic mystery
Open the gates wide for visiting legends
By the oak trees hear the timeless oracles
Enchantment begins and never ends
Tibetan black quartz, shamans of sanctuary
Let joy escape cubicles of narrow time
Penetrate energy fields from timeless seers
Silk religion from pleasure and thyme
Every road leads to ruin or a jewel
Parables told of prodigal loss
What is your life? a gift and a vapor
Step away and weigh the cost
She meditates by the quiet river
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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We Are Dreams
Walk like children on river moonlight
Sovereign stars of infinite gentle topaz
She shines like spring waters
Laramie ribbons shoulder the dawn
Mountain mist with blue ice eyes
Drink from streams with no adultery
Inspiration from the winter sun
Green peppermint dreams
Purple dresses swoon the market
No twisted thorns shall ruin the day
Gifts of joy swell the river
Diamond smiles circle the night
Dusk has no war only ships of peace
Gardens march like childhood
Naïve blue sky speaks softly
The bass is deep like a galaxy
Wings bright as mellow gold
A voice of wisdom shall prevail
Lets wear flowers that sing
The shore brings scallion colors
We are revealed in naked mercy
The ages live like rainbows
Streets dance with embroidered sage
Aspen gather the singing stars
Made by fire in the ancient ways
Seeds with trees of angels
Growing in free gardens of peace
Tribes of gardens will win
No fear shall stand against love
We are the unorganized momentum
Turquoise grows like innocence
Isn’t it beautiful to feel the universe?
Rejoice amidst your eternal friends
We come up from the strange sea
Revel in the haunting wind
Eons sail in the pirate rainbows
Remember every tender touch
Every vibration sent by love
Shells with pink dawns sing
Time melts like centuries flow
We gather roses of mystical suns
Radiant waves sigh with stars
Paint your crayon hearts
We are dreams of infinite today
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We Always Remember
Pizzicato yarns of yellow daffodils
We are ruffled shirts of crinoline skies
Children of the Golden gate
Eyes of honesty
Eyes open to the stale vision
Dance now on the green gardens
Swirl amidst the happy stars
Our time is a taste of freedom
Anoint the flowers to speak
Banners of a better world
The coming sacred age
On fire with serendipity
On fire in the universal temple
Harmony sails like free doves
Dreams permeate
Visions like prophets
Streets fill with the innocent
Now we pray
We are old
We hide
We smile
But we always remember
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Caves Of Dharma
Out from the caves
Kelp shores in the moon
We wait
Crying like falling stars
Hollow caves filled with time
Sisters with courage
Sisters wanting open fields
We are not going back
Bold as golden lions
Recovered from the incest
Severed from the chauvinism
She smiles again like azaleas
Eastern lanterns bring free winds
Out of the grip of gargoyles
Out of cold stone religion
The God of the cross reaches
Personal relationships replace ritual
Her dog runs along the sea
Black silk young with vision
Living by the ancient dreams
The wind blows her wild hair
The doors are the tides
Meadows of jubilant pearls
Nothing harvested by the dark lord
Rows of costumes burned
No victims crying
No molds that crystallize
Wear the shells of sea
Wear the beads of the land
Aqua eyes shine with dawn
Sacred souls gentle as clover
Sun inward and outward
Scallion ships with herbs
Decorate your heart with sky
Let the breeze carry your love
We are out forever from the caves
Her dress of summer roses
Mauve dances like purple life
Fountains of color in fauve night
Existential bliss revels
Justification in eyes of wonder
Grow your seeds like foreign love
Lentils, celery garnish kitchen poetry
Old farm houses with soft light
Paris breathes on the walls
Never let the madness win
Their endless war
Doves fly among the stars
Reflect the apple orchids
Exile is fools gold
Mountain streams are true jewels
She paints for the spring
Join hands children of begonias
Music fills the caves
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Jacob Wrestles
Coyote desert spins inwardness
Ramparts of seeing the base
Lions saunter like flames
Every vision weighed in fire
Masters of solitude rule
Brilliant stars from time
Essentials rise like hope
Golden gates of soul
Stripped by piranhas of self
Selfishness is punishment
The night howls like a wolf
Self-reflection sees everyman
Tremolos poets in golden sand
Forgiveness is an oasis
Vultures dwell in bitterness
Jackals live off carcasses
Water of love sighs
Rivers of the soul flow
Dreams bright as angels
Jacob wrestles in the night
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Both Sides
Visions of fine blue marble lions
Sceptre of unspoken dreams
Palace of silver luxuriant time
Everything alive with meaning
Solitude is a fortress of wisdom
Hate evaporates with the dawn
Dharma is earth and angels
Seamless sky of eternal soul
Candles reveal forgiveness
Crimson ruby red streams
Rivers that cry now laugh
Onyx ships bright with stars
Inward eyes of ancient future
Jewels of a sea of glass
The mirror of joy and sorrow
Soul of the past tomorrows
High cliffs overlook the sea
Who can see eternity?
Deep in the land of light
Inside the gates of gold
The split man sleeps tonight
Chained in mortal atrophy
Can you hear the flowers sing?
Someday soon I'll sing with you
Do you dream on both sides?
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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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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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In Words Unspoken
In the silence of the morning,
before the world has woken
I sit and dream my dreams
in words unspoken.
I sit and ponder the faces of life
in the nightmares of reality,
the programmes that hold us spellbound
as they appear on our TV screens
while all the world screams out with fright.
I dream my dreams in private
as their images dance inside my head,
the beauty and the wonder
upon each life befalls.
The miracles that we witness
in each day of our lives
as we walk across the threshold
to greet each new passing day.
From the birth of a new born baby
to someone’s life that has been saved.
The miracle of Mother Nature
as she wakes every flower in the morn
to the butterfly that passes our window
on delicate translucent wings.
I dream my dreams in silence
in the peace that they endorse;
hoping all the time
the world will follow their course.
I dream my dreams in the morning
before anyone is awake
while the darkness of the night
still covers the sky
before the sun has awoken
and from behind, the eastern horizon
lifts up its sleepy head.
This is the time
in the silence of the morning,
before the world has woken
I sit and dream my dreams
in words unspoken.
31 May 2009
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Laurels Of Green
Trees filled with starlight
Wise rivers in the root of life
Cedar leaves banners of Solomon
White pine laugh with the elves
Poems of the ancient sequoias
Whispering forests by the sea
We are the fallen race of men
They have not been banished
They are free with no guilt or shame
They know no war like strife of man
They speak of the fire from above
We walk softly on velvet moss
Wild flowers, apple orchards, ferns
My darling have you heard?
Lets go out tonight in the moonlight
Blueberries grow free and wild
Eagles filled with grace and joy
Oak and basswood, grapevines
The grass awaits the savory rain
Solitude walks in the morning dew
Have you seen the magic islands?
Decorated with lavish palm trees
Coconuts, pineapples, breadfruit grow
Sandy beaches lit with tropic sun
Volcanoes rise like spires of mystery
Paradise by a sea of green blue dreams
Beads of seeds with spells of shamans
A crown of green that rules the night
Hear tides crash into the mountains side
Rain forests with tendrils of Eden
Tread on bareback mountains gloom
Where winds sing pure and free
Steep as love near precipitous gorges
Beauty walks amidst clouds and rainbows
Waterfalls fill with pristine melting snow
Streams feed the rivers of unyielding myth
Forests of shining green fill the valley
Stars glisten through the pines of night
Like ancient eyes that guard the earth
This land is filled with a mystic glow
Lovers of the great father sun
Old like legends of gnomes and moonbeams
No guile or pretense no masks to wear
Violets, peonies, orchids and the rose
Lilies on ponds and fields
Graced with the voice of song birds
Breezes in your hair of gold
Tales of the winds of old
When the trees ruled in gentle peace
Lovers need the laurels of green
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Immortal Lovers
Paltry wind like thyme heroes
Irish poetry lights a fire
Plain stone epithet with a cross
Yeats sleeps with an ire smile
Limestone is working class
Marble for the Greek legends
Poets spin golden words
Mortal yarn rises like smoke
Ancient pyres outside the village
Battles of freedom in the human duel
Spring sires love in Pushkins bosom
Shelley and Keats lay very close
Wordsworth makes us walk green fields
Milton like a statue in a great square
Khalil Gibran a jewel of wise gentleness
Shakespeare is a fire unquenchable
Rimbaud and Verlaine bring an edge
You have your muse and I mine
The ravens of Poe fly the centuries
Warm me with your poetry my dear
The Brownings have such sweet words
Emily makes us all feel our loneliness
E. E. Cummings a bright warm flame
Pablo Neruda can make me cry
Every poet is an immortal lover
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Always Dream
We escape into sapphire love
Music from the censors
Fire from golden times
Caress fauve forests of fire
Pearl seas rogue in the moon
Descend into pools of change
Harmony has ancient magic
No burned villages
No charred flesh
No plans of conquest
Everything barren in eternal birth
The candle glows
The sea shall give up its dead
Time will fold like woven lambs
Blue fire with fingers from stars
Parades in moors of silver fog
Islands melting into beryl love
Let mantra symbols drive the sun
Shimmering moonlight of halos
Your chants on beads of tides
Visions of vast plains of Buffalo
Dream of rivers and spring flowers
Play like doves in the new garden
Dream children always dream
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Nightmare
did I have the dream?
or did the dream have me?
set off on a night-sea journey
without memory or desire
drifting throught lost latitudes
with no compasee and no chart
flying through halluncination
distant voices, signal fires
lighting up my inconsious
and the secret place of heart
Dream - temporary madness
dream - a voice in the wilderness
dream - unconscious revelations
the morning says, the answer is yes
floating through a darkened mirror
deep reflection in disguise
soaring through lost altitudes
without wonder, without fear
symbols on a feild of vision
behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
on the instant of waking
another world of dreams appears
dream - walk in the wilderness
dream - unconscious recreation
the morning says, the answer is yes
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Something Holy
Butterflies sail over entropy
Color moves in spheres of light
Transcendent circles spiral
Ancient warriors on quiet hillsides
They rest with morning
Feathers for war
There are armies coming to Jerusalem
Sleep you children of slaughter
Crushed in the onslaught of manifest destiny
Ghosts look upon the mountains
Weary history swirls in blood
Visions where sands of the sea rise
All these chains
Can you hear the thunder?
Invent another world where insanity is silent
There is something so wrong here
Hide in forests
Run for the shelter of pleasure
The rain of karma has found us
These tribes painted with vengeance
Dispersed into myth after their land was stolen
Visit their temples
Walk through the fields of burned villages
Resolution by the throne of eternal justice
Read the Grapes of Wrath
Read Faulkner
Read the Bible
Statesmen willing to die for true convictions
We need leaders not hirelings
So tired of politics
Scientists bought by corporations to back MONEY
Love thy neighbor as thy self is called socialism
Social justice is scorned
So much prejudice and blaming the victim
I have to walk everyday and see the river
See what God has made just to stay sane
All these flags are flying
All these banners and placards
Avarice, strife and hatred so disguised
Shakespeare said so much
Now Mother Nature is in pain
Species are dying
Land corrupted
No salvation in technology
No unity with all these banners and flags
Fear seems to speak on every street corner
Division like pirate ships sailing
The question arises IS IT TOO LATE?
Something to believe in
These children need real tears
Visit the memorials
Feel the young in their early graves
No summer
Spring flowers with dreams in the wind
Heed the call of love to give them something
Something noble beyond your country
Beyond silver and gold
Something untarnished
Something real and universal
Something Holy
If the children can’t see hope in the world
If leaders are letting them down
If schools and institutions are failing
Let them see love in us
Let them see hope in us
Let them see we are trying
If you’re a Christian don’t just wait for heaven
We are here to help until the day we go home
Lets strengthen the things that remain
Lets not just take care of our own
The least you do to one of these you do unto me
Lets let the love in our souls shine
Lets let the world know there is Something Holy
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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The Dreams
Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
Figures up ahead
Moving in the trees
White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
These dreams in the mist
Darkness on the edge
Shadows where I stand
I search for the time
On a watch with no hands
I want to see you clearly
Come closer than this
But all I remember
Are the dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
There's something out there
I can't resist
I need to hide away from the pain
There's something out there
I can't resist
The sweetest song is silence
That I've ever heard
Funny how your feet
In dreams never touch the earth
In a wood full of princes
Freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face
From dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
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Nocturne
Rush Nocturne lyrics
Did I have a dream?
Or did the dream have me?
Set off on a night-sea journey
Without memory or desire
Drifting through lost latitudes
With no compass and no chart
Flying through hallucination
Distant voices, signal fires
Lighting up my unconscious
And the secret places of the heart
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a voice in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious revelations
The morning says, the answer is yes
Floating through a darkened mirror
Deep reflections in disguise
Soaring through lost altitudes
Without wonder, without fear
Symbols on a field of visions
Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
On the instant of waking
Another world of dreams appears
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a walk in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious recreation
The morning says the answer is yes
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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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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