Every thing i say
Comes right back to my ear
Hearing my words bouncing off
Of an empty atmosphere

Enigmas in the wind
Can't anybody hear?
Hello, is anyone there?
Or are my words just unclear?

Each sound returning
Continuing the fear
Hollow sounds fading out
Only to disappear

i.

Fauna to surround
the flower built fence.


ii.

Nature aloft
to the ground;
an abode heavensent.

iii.

We shalt combine
as star's;
from the cumulus.

iv.

I shalt dress thee
in Yellow daisies;
when we meeteth at Yahweh's bench.

v.

As tis we were meant
for ourn eye's to connect only;
As children we shalt loveth, as babes we shalt be.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane Nagley Dedication-Filipino rose

I thought it was
Mine heart
Beating in mine chest;
Yet found out
It was mine Queen's beat
As mine and her's
We're the same

Pulsing in melodic rhythm.......



©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley Filipino rose

I was created by my streets
The streets made me hard headed
Thugged. See through blood was my protection.
I had once no direction.
Taking the hitch-hiker path I learned the hard way,
Never take anyone for their word:
Until their word shows sacrifice.
If no sacrifice with action.
Heartfelt and honest it is not.
Heartbreak stroke symptoms pop.

Mother didn't hear me
Father wasn't near me
I grew
Up
At the age
Of five.
Now I give my
Ballerina
My daughter,
A much better life.
That's love.
That's what's right.

I am whole, one, contented and buoyant; as fulsome light I smile.

I'm crazed for her, craveth her I do; her slaver, her sable hair.

Her touch, her feel, her radiance; maketh me trance, hypnosis.

I was earthbound in mine bygone hour's, now elevated, towered.

She taketh me to unknown river's of life, a king, queen, man wife.

Thus wherein all is right, a perfect flight to peace and safety.

Mine Filipino baby, lifegiver to those whom hath none breath.

The only queen, within mine dream's; she heard mine screams.

And tis she's safety, from the bad in-between; mine Earl Jane.



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

I just nodded my head
Gave him the gracias he
Wanted, went off to bed
I felt dead
Unwanted.

Hate
Fate
Escape
Tape
My
Mouth
Shut
I can't
Shut
Up
Because
I was
Tied
Down
For no
Heard
Sound's
I'm
A
Victim
Of
Abuse.
I
Took
A bullet
Bit the string of
Shoes,
Punched
Kicked
Called
*****
****,
*****
Now
I'm
Unchain­ed
No longer
Shut up:
Open
Claimed,
By god
Better
By the world
Who cares for it.
No one needs the world
I know I dont.

i.

An enthusiast of Japan
With her love of detective conan;
She loveth YouTube, and small thing's cute
Her voice is uplifting, maketh a lame man start moving.

ii.

From the ancient province
Of Misamis Occidental;
In the northern Mindanao region
Her birth was preordained, not accidental.

iii.

Her favorite color's yellow
And looketh **** in yellow dress;
Though I love her also in black
And red she's a Filipino conqueress.

iv.

I knoweth all about her
Inside and all out;
She's a present wrapped in palm's
She's mine soulmate, no doubt.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication (soulmate)