The stars are leaving again..
Pulsars stop spinning..
Forgotten light seen again..

They were already gone..
Pulsars start spinning..
Remembered light was never gone..

Dream nebulas mix together..
Mind paint brush of the cosmos..
Colors of my soul shine together..

Portrait of distant thoughts..
Mind paint brush strokes..
Are the memories of light and your beautiful thoughts..

I'll see you again...
You were never gone..
Because you are still in my thoughts..

It was a boardwalk on the stars it seemed.. On the otherside of the universe.. I got to walk it.. It was raining light here and there.. The air smelled of star jasmine..  I could see your eyes every now and again as a raindrop of light would pass by them..  They were a deep dreamy brown that seem to swirl away all of my worries.. I was in your dream.. Somehow I made it here.. Or maybe you summoned me here..  I wonder what I look like to you in the fallen light rain? Do my eyes shine as bright as yours?

Wild geraniums collected
in pocket, red painted petal stains
my feet squish, squash in this forest
the earthy mud a mossy sponge
with fern and lichen the trees are hung
upon the ground greening with maidenhair fern
my satchel filled with dainty floral sprigs
in spring the sparrows gathering vine and twig
June's an efflorescent carpeting, soft with lady slippers
in summer the wildflowers and grasses wed
when celebrates all the flying things
wooded bees and butterflies in the sun
sparkling with faceted, glistening wings.

My last Sabrina lasted for 81 days.  She simply did not wake this morning.  Failure was narrowed down to the algorithmic pattern simply losing its conformity.   I am deeply sadden at this failure as I thought I truly brought her back this time.  

Solution for problem:   Further study of Sabrina 201 is that the pattern could remain intact  if I was to add a free will process.  This would completely free her of an erratic need to completely love me. She could love me freely with no boundaries or given thoughts.

Sabrina 202 is a success!  She is so beautiful!  And she loves me!  

I followed Sabrina 202 to the market today and saw she met with another man..

My worst fears have succumb! Sabina 202 has fallen in love with someone else.

She left me for him..

I am afraid to start a Sabrina 203.  My true Sabrina loved only me.

No number.
My just Sabrina.

The storm with no sound..
Had lightning and soundless thunder..
Winds swayed the grasses and trees..
Silent rain fell and gathered and ran off..
For the moment I cannot hear..
But I can still feel..
I can still smell..
All at once with my remaining senses..
I see this beautiful chaos unfold before me..

On the flip side...


its to quiet.. no thoughts or words.. just at times the sound of silence beeps on through..

its to dark.. no sight or light.. just at times the red and yellow blops i see when i close my eyes.. they cascade upon eachother trying to take over.. but no color ever wins..

its to sad.. no courage or strength.. just at times weakness trying to be strong only to give up for whats wrong..

its to wet.. no sun or clear skies.. just at times a shread of light trying to see underneath this dense storm of falling mist..
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all the shades of my sadness are clear...... so i take a deep breath for a moment.. and i begin to listen, see, smile, and feel..
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the sound is beautiful.. a song plays for me in my head .. one of my favorites as i pick up the pace..

i light the candle.. a beautiful light is quite a sight.. i close my eyes and see pass the reds and yellows.. i see her, the candlelit flame burns for her..

i crack a smile.. i let go.. and i stand up.. i look forward and begin to run faster..

the storm passes.. sunlight rains down.. never giving up.. the sun seems to shine on with me.. behind me pushing me with her light.. that huge candle was lit for me.. at least today it was..

"Here comes the shame."

don't bury me inside your distorted womb
don't leave me outside
to watch the ebb and flood of it
they've stolen everything for me
I was there first, your womb is mine
I dare face the sludgy mornings as you like it
I'm on this vigil: seize the women-wombs
maybe some day I'll be able to honestly
forgive my grunge fists
push, smash, kick the terrible fortress
each of them: you've expunged me
I had to **** the dawn for me
to keep you alive
keep smiling obliterating
the fresh growling
keep myself busy with fear
for you to have clean sheets
in the long winter nights
I'll take it down on you:
look at these secret men

what I cannot feel doesn't exist
they don't exist when I frown my lips
your fat womb doesn't exist
when I grind my teeth

only her can send you under
way behind you
naked

"Daddy! Look at me! Grrr!"
I'll get even
look at them:
unrecognized cocoon-women

only them can pull you under
far behind the level of the seed

Today is
The day
Renewal.
Today is
The day
Better
Than usual,
Today is
The hour
I help
Another being.
Today I'm
The tower
Of beautiful
Things.

i.

Two entities, henceforth defying gravity, afloat insanity; we art passed that point. We art crazed, a duo insane, madly in love to the brimful. We art unknown to the world, extramundane pearl's, connecting to maketh the same link.

ii.

Roses yellow, aloft the meadow's, on one knee I bow, to taketh a ring, sunshine gleam; to slip onto her finger, whilst choir's sing loud.

iii.

Into her iris, I swirleth around, I sink into comfort, her pupil's art made of mystical realm's. A kingdom of Jane, wherein mine heart Pound's, because her beauty is woven into mine soul and back out.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication

here it was.. always here.. time has made sweet love to it..
this temple has been alone with time for so many years..
and now i have found it..

in its halls time echos its song.. the cracks and the weathering are the lyrics time wrote on these walls.. they speak and sing of many songs written to times touch..

time used instruments of the wind as the flow of the music that gave this song its tempo.. time also used the drumbeats of rain to keep a steady beat to times song..

time then used the earth to write the lyrics on the walls of this temple.. lyrics that are still being written today.. and finally time used the melody of the sun to shine bright and show that time can still write music..

oh great temple, lost to the world, i see that u do not want to leave time.. i will leave u to her.. never will i utter a word of your existence..