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 May 2016
Stephan
.

*In this dark, soft, silent sky
where starlight teardrops weep
in moon glow feathered sonnets,
my heart seeks. . .

clinging to every hope,
laced of tiny shimmered dreams
now filtered through weary eyes
and worried sighs

Collecting each moment shared
within my weathered hands, mixed
with the essence of maple
and snow flakes

woven together in northern patterns,
colorful arcs on distant horizons
bidding me a good evening while
riding in on a hovering mist

As another tear paints my cheek
in transparent worry
and desperate longing for that day
when happiness finds you,

for that is my endless wish,
behind tufted clouds of life,
touching me with poetic joy,
allowing me to breathe freely

For here I stand,
eternally gazing upward,
scanning the heavens
for that elusive glistening  

in this dark, soft, silent sky
where starlight teardrops weep
in moon glow feathered sonnets,
as my heart seeks . . . your smile
 May 2016
SøułSurvivør
-

full moon
in a sequined cloak
one eye open
in the smoke

hiding in
a bit of lace
a coquettish fan
over your face

all golden
are your
dripping beams
through my window
birthing dreams

all through the air
the darkness stains
leaving dust
as its remains

drowsy now
the lullabies
bring that moondust
to my eyes

night
he slumbers
in the day
but he's now snoring
where he lay

all yawning now
the poems will keep
I'll join with night
in restful

sleep


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016
I have been woken up in the middle of the night for months now. But for some reason I feel like I'll get a good night's sleep tonight

I'm exhausted!
 May 2016
Vanessa Gatley
Cry
Another
Noisy
Tear
 May 2016
Cyrus Gold
Centuries past, when lands were shared,
existed houses of varying levels of influence.
A stable democracy established with care,
composed of each dynasty's constituents.

The House of Ravenswood was feared the most,
with rumors surrounding its members;
accusations of witchcraft, sabotage and ******
caused a real lack of contenders.

The Ravenswood dynasty's blood was sacred,
and the family had only one rule:
the members may marry whomever they wish
except for the members of Skrule.

A fair lady from this mysterious family
had beauty matched only by angels unseen;
delicate ivory hair runs past her shoulders
with hazel eyes emitting a magnificent sheen.

This fair lady from Ravenswood,
with a presence so graceful and heavenly,
was heralded as the shining example of perfection
borne of wealth, yet respected by the peasantry.

She would greet the people and roam the land
for inspiration to craft her art,
but when she met a farmer from Skrule,
their hearts refused to depart.

Knowing that their love is forbidden in the land,
they kept their affair a secret.
They risked their lives to be with one another
and swore to each other to keep it.

Fair Lady Ravenswood was naïve at best
with a passion for song and dance;
at a ball one night came a handsome gent
with a mask, thus taking a chance.

In sync with one another, they painted the halls
with a waltz that pleased the crowd.
They danced as a unit with their eyes unmoved,
creating a masterful shroud.

The faceless mask concealed the farmer
but the fair lady knew it was him.
They smiled and kissed but sadly
a guard had recognized him on a whim.

The farmer was taken away from her,
his face revealed to the people;
the crowd in shock that a Skrule and a Ravenswood
had dared to dance as equals.

Her soul was ripped from her body
as she cried out in front of family and friends.
The farmer, no, the equal, she loved
was never to be seen again.

Lady Ravenswood was heartbroken,
as her beloved was gone for a while.
And as time had passed, she feared the worst
and in truth, she carried his child.

The House of Ravenswood, accused of ******,
was crumbling from within;
democracy shifted against their will,
retribution was sought for their sin.

Lady Ravenswood had lost her color
as her house decayed over time;
but her family stood firm and showed no mercy,
punishing her for her crime.

They cursed the lady by trapping her soul
within the castle walls forever;
to make matters worse, they took her child
to be exiled for worse or for better.

The dynasty's influence began to diminish
and their numbers were stretched and few;
as the coalition came and knocked that night,
there was little that they could do.

A battle was waged and the castle was raided
with the rivals standing in victory;
the cries of heaven had tamed those fires
with Ravenswood wiped from history.

But just before they left their mark,
the intruders saw a girl.
A worn-out dress soaked in Ravenswood blood
had signaled the end of her world.

Cursed Lady Ravenswood stood alone
against these bandits, with a knife;
her warnings appeared on the cursed walls
as she brought the castle to life.

Raven wings protrude from her back
as her body turns pale and cold;
now frozen in fear, they halt their attack
as they watch the mutation unfold.

"**** the witch! She mustn't leave!"
but they witnessed her soul ascend;
with the dark sky pouring its midnight rain,
she was never to be seen again.

Unbeknownst to the people, the lady remained
at the vacant and wretched castle for good;
she waits an infinity for her beloved
at the cursed House of Ravenswood.
Negative Chapter to a Multi-Part series that I've written.
 May 2016
South-by-Southwest
Nomad ,
a wanderer ,
never remaining static .

One at home
with their environment .

At peace with their creator .
Probably made
from shooting stars .
Within the four walls
Below a roof
Busy with play of words
The poet is aloof.

The sky is breaking low
Pitter patter rain
Capture they must the flow
Of drizzles soothing pain.

Outside on a stretch of green
Drenched to the bone
A man with cracking skin
Hoeing from morn.

The toiler is tasked to ****
Paid by the hour
Must earn the precious quid
Whatever the shower.

The poet is lost in the toil
To grow his rhyme in shower
The **** works fast the soil
Growing hope by the hour.
 May 2016
Stephan
.

It was on a wonderful summer morning when
sun warmed emotions met at the intersection of our hearts
Love bloomed in fragrant bouquets of forever dreams
while cattails and lily pads dotted flowing streams of affection
Every winding path led to a place we’d always longed to be where butterflies accompanied us to afternoon picnics on grassy foothills
and lemonade kisses tasted sweeter than lavender honey
Soft breezes sung to us in symphonic whispers
as sprawling oaks reached overhead in canopies of shaded bliss
Blue skies caressed our bodies as we tenderly embraced
the beauty our love had sculpted on the landscape
and all was perfect in my world –


then came winter
 May 2016
brandon nagley
i.

Fret not, mine antediluvian maiden,
For thine lid's art ladened with the
the encumbering of this last age.

ii.

Awakest, ariseth, mine filipina
of aureole fushae; for the
óres art numbered.

iii.

Yahweh's knocking at the
ventricles of ourn being's;
We knoweth the wisdom
That God giveth, which
Many hath searched-
From king's to Queen's.

iv.

For we art his offspring-
mine overwrought baby,
For there art none if's
nor maybe's; in his
Righteous path.

v.

Verily, yea, the Moon
Wilt turn ichor, the
Waves as of now art
Rising fast, the fish
Art washing to the
Shore's, the fowl of
the heaven's art
Falling to the earth.
As spoken in Hosea
Four-verse three.

vi.

Believeth in Yeshua
mine lady, as the thousands
Having visions and dream's;
Like me, im a testament to
The prophecy coming.

vii.

Don't be afraid of the mockery that
Mayest come, for thine
Blood like river's run
Into the kingdom of
the most high.

viii.

Soon O' soon we
Shalt fly, like sparrow's to their abode; fly-free-spirited
Gliding soul's, into the Dominion wherein we shalt know
All, wherein the bomb's wilt not fall, and destruction doesn't
Exist. A place of sworn bliss, where kisses art created
By soulmates of the creator's making.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( àgapi mou) dedication
antediluvian- of or belonging to the time before the biblical Flood
Maiden- a girl or young woman.
Lids- eyelids
Art- are.
Thine- like thy- meaning yours.
Mine- archaic for my .
Ladened- burdened, loaded down.
Encumbering- restriction or burden ( burdened)
Age- distinct period of history, when I say ( last age) I mean that literally.
Awakest- archaic form of awake.
Ariseth- archaic for arise.
aureole-a circle of light or brightness surrounding something, especially as depicted in art around the head or body of a person represented as holy.( same as halo pretty much).
fushae- a word I created ( meaning) fused enlightening, also meaning- one who brings light from heaven to earth ( enlightening those of earth, with spiritual knowledge... God's knowledge...
óres- means ( hour's in Greek tongue) as óra means hour.
Yahweh- a name of God of many names for God in bible in Hebrew tongue, just like Jehovah, Elohim, the great I am.
Ventricles- left and right side main chambers of heart.
Overwrought- in a state of nervous excitement or anxiety.
Ichor- bloodline flood... ( blood).
Verily- in truth, certainly.
Hosea four three- before Christ calls up his saved in him- happening now all over world startling scientists who don't believe in God- hosea 4:3- ( Therefore shall the land mourn, and every one that dwelleth therein shall languish, with the beasts of the field, and with the fowls of heaven; yea, the fishes of the sea also shall be taken away).
Yeshua,meaning Jesus in Hebrew, or Yeshua ha'mashiach- means Jesus the anointed one or Jesus the Messiah in Hebrew tongue.
Mayest- may.
Wherein- in which.

Am going to download this as spoken word poem in about twenty mins on SoundCloud under my name Brandon Nagley.
If wanna see there can check out to. (: thank you

Title is based on 1corinthians- chapter 15 verses 51 and 51 main ones speaking of rapture as many other verses show. Like this
(
1 Thessalonians 4:17 - Then we which are alive [and] remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord)

Also Luke 17:34-37



Luke 17:34-37King James Version (KJV)

34 I tell you, in that night there shall be two men in one bed; the one shall be taken, and the other shall be left.

35 Two women shall be grinding together; the one shall be taken, and the other left.

36 Two men shall be in the field; the one shall be taken, and the other left.

37 And they answered and said unto him, Where, Lord? And he said unto them, Wheresoever the body is, thither will the eagles be gathered together.
Also -

1 Thessalonians 4:16 - For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first.
Also showing were gone before the 7 years of tribulation coming that I've dreamt of seeing the fireballs plummeting the earth three dream's like thousands of others seeing prophetic rapture dreams, Christ dreams, prophetic dreams, tsunami dreams in visions there seeing it, dreams like me, and death by thousands!!!! As Joel 2:28 tells of of the last days-
Matching now and me- Joel 2:28-32King James Version (KJV)

28 And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions:

29 And also upon the servants and upon the handmaids in those days will I pour out my spirit.

30 And I will shew wonders in the heavens and in the earth, blood, and fire, and pillars of smoke.

31 The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the Lord come.

32 And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be delivered: for in mount Zion and in Jerusalem shall be deliverance, as the Lord hath said, and in the remnant whom the Lord shall call!!!
I am giving you prophesy I am prophesying to you truth many others want to shut their eyes to because Satan is the great deciever blinding many. Though as it was in the days of Noah so shall it be today. It sais that in our bible! And our world is exactly how it was as back in days of Noah!! It's all a reality many eyes and ears are closed to whether because Satan is blocking them. Or because by their own fears they choose not to see harsh and awakening truth though truth you must hear... I'f you don't have Christ I'm not scared to tell you, he is the only way truth and life and no man comes to father ( God ) but by him. He died for you and me on that cross and was the lamb without blemish meaning without sin and spot the only son of God our bible speaks there is NO other name under heaven by which men must be saved but through Christ... Can I ask you have you accepted Christ as Lord and Savior? You want peace and joy not just in this life? But in the next when Christ calls up his chosen ( coming soon) right before an Antichrist rules this world with a one world gvt and one world religion and. Chaos and terrible things happening all over your world and hell to break loose!!!! You want eternal life in heaven? With a personal Savior not some faraway false diety and with a personal God called Yahweh God! Jehovah God! The great I am! The God of Abraham Isaac and Jacob! The true living God!! Christ said ( I am the way truth and the life, and no man comes to the father God, but by me.) Christ said he went to prepare a place for you and me in heaven if it wasn't so he would have told you... This is a reality...and he's ready to call his bride ( the church) up to him called the rapture or catching away. The harpazzo. The snatching away! Where does rapture come from?
Rapture is a state or experience of being carried away. The English word comes from a Latin word, rapio, which means to seize or ****** in relation to an ecstasy of spirit or the actual removal from one place to another. In other words, it means to be carried away in spirit or in body. The Rapture of the church means the carrying away of the church from earth to heaven.

The Greek word from this term “rapture” is derived appears in 1 Thessalonians 4:17, translated “caught up.” The Latin translation of this verse used the word rapturo. The Greek word it translates is harpazo, which means to ****** or take away. Elsewhere it is used to describe how the Spirit caught up Philip near Gaza and brought him to Caesarea (Acts 8:39) and to describe Paul’s experience of being caught up into the third heaven (2 Cor. 12:2-4). Thus there can be no doubt that the word is used in 1 Thessalonians 4:17 to indicate the actual removal of people from earth to heaven.
Want to accept Christ as Lord and Savior? Wanna know more of him and his truths and the peace he gives you can always write! He is the only way to God. Our righteousness will not save us. Bible tells us our righteousness is as filthy rags to god. As bible speaks it's not by works we should boast. But by gods grace through Christ he saved us. Meaning works won't get you to heaven! Doesn't matter how ( good you've been in life) yes doing good for others is an amazing thing. Though Christ died on the cross not so our works can save us! But by his shedding of blood you can be saved if you ask him to be Lord and Savior of your life... Word tells us. Romans 10:13
( for whosoever calls upon the name of the Lord ( Jesus) shall be saved...)
Wanna accept Christ as Lord and Savior maybe you got ?s you can write me but if want this opportunity of truth and peace. And to be in a real heaven when you give your last breath , and be caught up or taken away off earth before destruction will hit and prophecies are showing now by dozens worldwide we are in the last times and Christ will soon call his church up. Don't you want to have peace through Yeshua ( Jesus) eternal life?
Say the sinners prayer if want salvation in christ then after that get a bible find a God preaching church who speaks on prophecy hell and heaven! Not watered down church theology of just feel good and money churches there are many of those... Who don't preach of rapture hell ( which btw Christ spoke more on hell then heaven because he wants noone to go there,) if want salvation say this sinners prayer- close eyes, kneel or now head- say this prayer and mean it in your heart and soul... Praying to God the father christs father-
( dear God, I come to you right now, to ask you to forgive me of all my sins, I admit I'm a sinner God, and I ask you cleanse me of all my sins, I believe your son Christ Jesus died on the cross and rose for me the third day. I accept your son Jesus Christ today as my lord and Savior dear God, and I thank you for saving me by your son Jesus Christ alone... As your word tells me I can't be saved by my works but Christ alone. I accept Jesus today( or tonight) as my lord and Savior, and forever will serve him. Thank you God...

End prayer -
In Jesus name Amen
Always end prayer in Christs name. You pray to God the father in Christs name.
Thanks for reading. Hope you seek truth while truth is here friends...

1 Corinthians 15:
51Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, 52In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. 53For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. 54So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. 55O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? 56The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. 57But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
 May 2016
Ja
Oh Cyrano, dear Cyrano
Monsieur, de Bergerac
Your nose was big, yes really big
Immense, “la tabernac”

You stuck it in, a love affair
And wrote, Roxanne some prose
She fell for it, to the extent
That then, she Christian chose

All those years, you pined for her
And wrote Christian, some more
But in the end, it wasn’t him
But the letters, she’d adore

So you were left, without her love
As if, it was to be
And it’s your prose, which did you in
How stupid, could you be

Before Roxanne, realized you lied
A log, did hit your head
You sadly came, to your demise
And your love, remained unsaid

And so, the moral of your story
Now, comes sadly to its close
Remember to be careful
Where you stick, your big fat nose
BOEMS BY JA 74
 May 2016
Sedoo Ashivor
No thought is original
What you do
Has been done before
The ideas you get
Have been spoken for
Your work might be illegal

Seriously,

Your mind taps from
Things you've seen
Things you've heard
Places you've been
Words you read

The more you experience,
The more inspired you get.
The bigger your imagination,
The wider your creative net.

Truly,
There is nothing new under the sun
One day, my words will be reborn.
 May 2016
K Balachandran
In the wondrous story book of night,
               I fully absorb and contemplate,
You were the one omnipresent,
               in light years far and flames near.

                                   As orbs of light, in many intensities and hues
                                                     the ray of infinite grace that envelops,
                                      That feels like the caressing of lotus petals,
                                                    was you my eternal beloved.

Soft, frothing moon light has been
         at times of pain my true consolation,
The moving comet my source of wonder,
          that takes me to you in imagination.

                                             A reader, I was keenly searching.
                                                      ­for meanings of things in light and dark
                                               Being another character formed
                                                        of­ dust sedimented from many stars.

You are enshrined in the diamond
               temple of my mind's still center
making you my lover was
               in honor of my yen for sublime.

                                               The story book of night has pages
                                                         on spirited mornings, noons and dusk
                                                  your benign presence in each step,
                                                           ­ moves galaxies and milky ways.

I see your moving eye brows
   in the tumult of dark rain clouds,
Your intense eyes flash love to me
    when in pain,if  I feel some doubt,
                                                          ­  

                                                     In waves one after another of ocean,
                                                          ­   your hands embrace me to assure,
                                                       mountain wind from far distance
                                                        ­     brings your songs nightingales sing.

I am a living monument that's breathed
         from the elements , to keep on loving you
not ever a  jealous lover,I am like  a millioner
       ready to sacrifice all just for your presence.
                                                       ­   

                                                Is there any other lover with such care
                                                  who brings  boundless grace, like you?
                                                   you've the very same eyes of my mother
                                                          ­ that reach me the moment I fall.

In days I am moving within a dream
       for which, you are the creator, moving spirit,
I turn the pages of storybook of night
   whenever I want to be closer to your warmth.
                                    

                                                    A mirror you are reflecting my candor,
,                                                        ­ more than anything I ever yearned for,
                                                     You are the river that flows along  me,
                                                      ­   to the ocean, eternally seething in wait.
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