i.

This life,
But a quick moment's flash;
We withereth as flower's
We dissapeareth like grass.

ii.

Born into the next eternity
Rebirthed into living;
I shalt giveth every last breath
Because the time is verily leaving.

iii.

I won't taketh thou for granted
I wilt giveth all mine love;
To thee mine queen,
To thee mine jane-
Mine own being
And dove.

iv.

O' we art here but for
A second, O' we cometh
To learn, then moveth on;
I shalt loveth thee in the morn
And dusk, in dying sun's, and
Mournful song's.

v.

And even when I passeth
On, I'll findeth thou then
To, mine spirit's lively, it
Knoweth what it needeth,
Not undeciding- for I am
Thou, meaning I am you.



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

Taking thy cross reyna
When thy cross is to heavy to bare;
Tis I am thine soulmate, that shalt forever be there.



©Brandon Nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)

i.

mo chroí, do not dismay, we art not chained global slave's, as tis
We art ourn father God's chosen; we need to bringeth hope to those lost, wearied and broken.

ii.

mo bhanríon, these stanza's art ourn song's, ourn voices shalt carry on, as peach-faced lovebird's in the dawn;

iii.

a chuisle mo chroí, holdeth me closer, embrace mine visage, we must be Argus-eyed, in the coming soon explosional shock, for this terrace of dirt shalt shaketh as rock's, back to the sand- dusted, eleven-fifty-nine's on the clock;

iv.

We were created together, verily for this reason, to emit forgiveness and compassion, if even for one planetary season;  also we were generated distances ago, then we were soulmates as still now- though then at that time, thou didst not know. I weaved intimately in and back out of thy soul, thine past spirit memory faded, before now I was thy king and thy whole. When we were sent to earth to taketh human form, ourn affections from kingdom's ago were forgotten and mourned, though tis mine lass when I saweth thee again, I kneweth thou were me, as tis I'm thee mine sweet, mine Jane, mine best friend. So now that I haveth thee again, back Into mine reach; we'll spend eternity with the saint's, well learn together, and we shalt teach......



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

i.

O' dear lord, how gracious thou hast been to me, as thou hath undeservingly given me, Mine Jane, mine queen.

ii.

O' dear lord, how merciful thou hast been to me, I was in the mire, on earth's ground I tired; thou hath saved me from the fire,
And revived me from deathly sleep.

iii.

O' dear lord, how great is thine love, I hung in the shadows, wherein death didst battle, taking me underneath, as thou were above.

iv.

O' heavenly Father, born a sinner by nature, I seeked to do thine will later, as tis it needeth done now.

v.

O' Yahweh, Elohim, Jehovah, maker of mine Savior, bringing saccharine taste to all flavor's; thou gaveth me the talent to jot down upon paper, the door that thou keepeth open for all mankind.

vi.

O' holy one, supernatural, divine, mayest thy word's like eternal honey drip, upon the poor and Meek's lip's, mayest thy reign over-taketh evil; as it soon shalt in it's time.

vii.

O' mighty and magnanimous king, mayest Jane and I singeth with thine angel's wherein the tranquility shalt ring, as a million Bell's overcoming hell, freeing captives from their cell's, keeping widow's in thy help, making penniless to hath abundance, keeping material's purely redundant, bringing peace soon upon this desolate place of trial's, none more telephone's or technology, none man-made thing's to better one- as tis they only maketh it worse, let thy comfort be upon thy church, and even them that knoweth thee not. Let the homeless find their abode in thee, bringeth lights as humans to preach in thy holy place, and in metal cities, let the Opulent findeth worldly wisdom, for their riches shalt be naught. Let their treasure's forsake them, as I knoweth to; salvation and true amour' canst not be bought, let the ancient dead arise, as tis the word's cometh up hither soon I knoweth shalt arrive. Let the depressed and those of suicide seeith inside thy eye's the affection thou hast for them, mayest thou comforteth friend's with Friends, and those of none kin. Mayest thou purify me, strenghten me, in past and present sin. Mayest thou blesseth me and mine Reyna in light of heaven, and during this sphere's minutes coming to slim. Protecteth me and mine lass, as the time's art coming to pass, wherein Satan shalt plot against us to win. Grant me and Mine empress matrimony before the time If thou wilt, if not on this globe, in thy kingdom itself.




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

In her galaxy I Effervesce, free-floating, I've bypassed the gales, and the darkest guest's. Though Hell still tryeth to taketh mine flesh, I've found mine abode, inside mine Reyna's trove; now in placid tranquillity, restfulness. I've entered into her Fumulus, o'er the gallery's of gloaming light's, yonder her smile, in the striking of night. As tis, she hath given me insight to be better, to doeth better, as tis she is mine better, I've sent mine amare to her in the form; of the most romantic letter........




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)

i.

In the chamber, acoustic amour',
Me and mine Jane, sweet Jane
Mi amour';

ii.

Aeonian existence, never to depart
Thee mine Reyna, and me thine Hari,
quintessence, perfection of heart's;

iii.

Eidolon's, Effulgent in tight-knit grace
I kiss thy forehead, before ourn slumber;
Number's hath none meaning, in God's holy place.

iv.

I'll wrap mine leg's,
Over thy hips, as mine hand
Traces thine face; leaving mine
Print's, as I commit, to
Marriage of celestial race.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication

i.

In the land of syzygy
In ourn demesne;
Brandon Nagley
Jane sleeping.

ii.

King and Queen
A castle's leaping;

iii.

Creature's peeking
Through keyhole lock's;
The river of life
between ourn thought's.

iv.

Hand's held tight
Soulmate finger's locked;
The castle's amour'
Echoes paranormal clock's.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedicated

She writeth mellifluous calligraphy
When she speaketh in her mother tongue;
She's ineffable, irresistible,
Tis, she's mine chosen one.
                                                Her kaleidoscopic ambience
pirouettes around mine being, heaven's own, the most beautiful soul; O' how I'm blessed with this queen.

Supine I layeth, looking aloft mine glimpse, a brightness flashed, in Asian sash, turtle shell's around her hips.

At that moment, I hadst an epiphany, I was finally living, to God I owed thanksgiving, for this archangel he hadst sent to me.



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

ɨ.

Laʍɛռtɛɖ, օռċɛ ɖɨɖ I, I ɦatɦ ɛxքɛʀɨɛռċɛɖ tʀaռsfiguration, tɦʀօʊɢɦ ʍɨռɛ sօʊʟʍatɛ's ɢʟօա; օռċɛ աas a sʊċҡʟɨռɢ, ռօա tɨs ʍɨռɛ ʟɨʄɛɮʟօօɖ's աɦօʟɛ.

ɨɨ.

Tɦօʊɢɦ ʍaռʏ ʍɨʟɛs, sɛքɛʀatɛtɦ օʊʀռ ɮɛɨռɢs, I ҡռօաɛtɦ օռɛ ɖaʏ, I sɦaʟt ɢʀasք ʍɨռɛ զʊɛɛռ. Aռɖ աɦɛռ tɦɛ ռɨɢɦt's aʀt ʟօռɛʟʏ ɨռɖɛɛɖ, I'ʟʟ ʟօօҡɛtɦ at ɦɛʀ քɨċtʊʀɛ's օռ ʍɨռɛ աaʟʟ's I'ʟʟ ċʟɨռɢ.

ɨɨɨ.

Tɨs, tɦɨs ɨs ʟօʋɛ, աaɨtɨռɢ ʍaռʏ ʟɨʋɛs, tօ ɮɛ աɨtɦ ʍɨռɛ sաaɨռ, ɮɛʟօʋɛɖ aռɖ աɨʄɛ; I ɖօռt ċaʀɛtɦ աɦat ɨt taҡɛs, I'ʟʟ ɢɛt tօ tɦɛɛ ʍɨռɛ Jaռɛ, ɨʄ ɨt taҡɛtɦ a ʍɨʟʟɨօռ sօʀʀօա's, օʋɛʀ aռɖ օʋɛʀ aɢaɨռ.

ɨʋ.

Vɛʀɨʟʏ, O' ʋɛʀɨʟʏ, tɨs tɦɨs aʄʄɛċtɨօռ ɨs ʋɛʀɨʟʏ tʀʊɛ, I'ʟʟ ʟօʋɛtɦ tɦɛɛ ɨռ ʟɨʄɛ, ɨռ ɖɛatɦ ɮɛʏօռɖ tօ, sօ ɮɛtաɨxt tɦɛ ɦօʊʀ's tɦat աɛʀɛ ռօt tօɢɛtɦɛʀ ɨռ tɦɛ ʄʟɛsɦ, aաaɨtɛtɦ ʍɨռɛ ʟass, tastɛtɦ ʍɨռɛ քօɛtʀʏ's ɮʀɛatɦ, ɮɛċaʊsɛ ʊռʟɨҡɛ tɦɛ ʀɛst, օʊʀռ aʍօʊʀ' sɦaʟt ռօt ɖɛքaʀt, tɦʏ ҡɨռɢ ɨs ɦɛʀɛ ʟass, ɦatɦ ռօռɛ ʄɛaʀ ʟass, ʄօʀ tɦɛ ɖaʏ sɦaʟt ċօʍɛtɦ աɦɛռ օʊʀn Lɨք's tօʊċɦ at ʟast.



©Bʀàռɖօռ ռaɢʟɛʏ
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ քօɛt's քօɛtʀʏ
©ɛaʀʟ Jaռɛ ռaɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ

Both we, we both
Created, In the image of God;
Both we, we both
Got an angelic applause.

Both I, and thee
Were devised in the holy river;
Both thee, and I
Shareth kidney's, aura's, liver's.

We art us
As tis us means we;
We meaning me and thou
Mine lover, soulmate, queen.



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

i.

When all else faileth
I'll be there;
When this soul shalt leaveth
I'll be there;
When thou feeleth numb
I'll be there;
When this heart succumb's
I'll be there.

ii.

When thou feeleth empty
I'll fill thee up;
When there's not plenty
I'll giveth thee all I hath left,
More than enough.

iii.

When I'm sick and anguished
I'll giveth thee mine breath's;
When I'm dying and famished
I'll bringeth life into thine chest.
When the pain's overloaded
And distance is to much;
I shalt still hold on
To think of thy touch;
When thine eyesight gets blinded
And thine hearing starts to fail,
I shalt giveth thee mine eye's
And ears to heareth,
Musical detail's; and when the thunder roll's,
And the lightning strikes the land
I'll still be waiting amour',
For those valiant wedding plan's.
Because we wilt dance
In this life and the next
Eternal soulmate's
Living eternal life's best.



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

When her soul's in pain
Verily I bleed;
Tis because we art soulmates
Soulmates indeed.




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