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A Sнaĸeѕpearean joттιng,
A lovnaтrae oғ тнe ageѕ;
None parтιтιon тo oυrn
Aмoυr, мιraclιndιne oғ
Renewed pageѕ.

ιι.

Dιғғerenт ѕтageѕ
O' laѕѕ, aѕ вυттerғly
Tranѕғorмaтιon;
Eғтѕoonѕ, тнe тranѕlυcenт
Rooм, ѕнalт lιgнт υp
Aѕ we glowѕнaze тнe ѕтage oғ
Aмazιng grace.

ιιι.

For тιѕ a place
Oғ ѕpeedιng ғlιgнт;
Gone вy day, none
Darĸ, nor ιмpolιтe.
A joυrney's connecтιon,
Wнereιn proтecтor'ѕ
Maĸe тнe cнιмeѕ. Heaven
Wιlт вe opened, вeтween oυrn wιng'ѕ and мιnd'ѕ.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication
Shakespearean- having to do with Shakespeare.
Lovenatrae- is a word I created ( meaning divine love note)
Partition- is like separation.
Miraclindine- a word I created ( means miraculous and divine)
Lass- young woman.
Eftsoons- is archaic for ( soon after)
Translucent- meaning only letting light pass through
Glowshaze- a word I created meaning ( light up, make something glow)
Wherein means - in which.
Wilt- means will.
Jotting- means short note.
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
ConnectHook


A signifying monkey grunted
(keyboard-clever, morals stunted)

from his perch in a digital tree.
And next, did text (quite rapidly):

“Courtship rituals won’t suffice.
Face-to-face can’t break the ice.

Instagram me! Tweet me up . . .
friend me, like me, buttercup.

Sentences are so outmoded—
take too long to get decoded;

primate sexting hits me faster,
steers me towards your hot disaster.

Female monkeys: send an image.
(Ain’t got time for useless verbiage…)

if your snout just might unseat me
tweet me, greet me—don’t delete me.”

Then, unpeeling fresh banana,
searched his screen for Vox Humana. . .
https://connecthook.wordpress.com/mine/various/

 Feb 2016 Bill murray
GaryFairy
when you wallow in the past, the past is your future
dark days behind become dark days ahead
when those ghosts become your rulers
join them, because you're already dead
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
SassyJ
Is passion a virtue?
A passion that ingests my inside
The bareness exposed emotions
The slow graphic censorship
A depiction of Zion on earth
A deception ranting with wars

Is dedication a virtue?
A definition of a hard felt path
Preserved with heartfelt zeal
An ember that ceases and glows
Triggered touch of perseverance
Till death does you part in parts

Self restraint for one another
Dedicated to fulfil a purpose
Quests of alternative borders
Armoured in armed negations
Negotiations negative dominion
Should we control sensuality?
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
r
Donor
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
r
I took my name off of the *****
donor registry. I don't wish to wish
myself on any-body. I'm a hard man
to live with, you see. You've seen
the way I treat(ed) my liv-er; any way.
Anyway...if you really want a piece
of me take my heart. Cigarettes and
women haven't yet ruined the best part.
Thanks for the parts Creeker.
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
r
Art
 Feb 2016 Bill murray
r
Art
Arthur Burning Arrow
had a lot of talent.
He could capture the salient
parts of the story.

He painted a picture
of a red  river
and the first White settlers
crossing the plains.

He took a lot of pains
with clouds you could feel.
Dust you could sneeze.
Tall grass up to a horse's knees.

Our teacher said
That's a horrific painting!
I thought it was terrific.

Just sayin.

I swear, all I could see
were burning wagons
for a thousand miles.
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