i.

Settle me down
Tuck me in;
Kiss mine cheek
Put me to bed.

ii.

Closeth thy lid's
Then I'll closeth mine;
Goodnight mine Jane
Seeith thee in the morn'

iii.

Goodnight
O' here cometh the sun;
Awake, awake,
Mine chosen one.


©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( pookie)

you were the last
bird of summer

the golds of the
sun melted as you flew

wrapped to an oak-washed
sky, that slowly unravelled

you were my love
and i loved you with every

soft breath of my soul.

ɨ.

Oռċɛ aɢaɨռ
Sɦɛ's օռ ċʟօʊɖ ռɨռɛ;
Sʟɛɛքɨռɢ aʟօʄt աɦɛʀɛ ɢօɖ ɨs,
Qʊɛɛռ օʄ tɦɛ ɖɨʋɨռɛ.

ɨɨ.

I'ʍ աatċɦɨռɢ ɦɛʀ aɢaɨռ
I ʄɛɛʟɛtɦ as ɨʄ ʟօʋɛ's sքʏ;
Sɦɛ's sʟʊʍɮɛʀɨռɢ քɛaċɛʄʊʟʟʏ,
As tɨs ռɨɢɦt tɦɛʀɛ, ɦɛʀɛ ɖaʏtɨʍɛ.



©Bʀaռɖօռ Naɢʟɛʏ
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ քօɛt's քօɛtʀʏ
©Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ Naɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ-Fɨʟɨքɨռօ rose

She carried me aloft the firmament
To the Helix nebula;
Her wing's left trail's on earth of her beauty and elegance.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Prithee tranquility , peace and sweet uninterrupted sleep ....

i loved you the way
i believed summer
would melt,
fell into your arms
the way i could only
ever fall with you.

love, blue passions
spiralling into the night.

we carve ourselves out
of emptiness,
drift where the moon
wanders into the night.

there are no dead leaves,
summer lingers in
the trees, splashes
pools of golden moon
onto the floor.

i can hear your heart-beat,
so soft, so beautiful
that the night whispers
sweet songs to the sky.

I'ʍ a sքʏ ɨռtօ ɦɛʀ sօʊʟ
A tʀɛasʊʀɛ tʀօʋɛ;
Oʄ sɨʟʋɛʀ aռɖ ɢօʟɖ.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry