i.

Gracefully,
She tastefully-
Amazingly,
Loveth me;

ii.

Thankfully,
I'm blatantly,
Her king of
Dream's, wherein
Sparkles gleam,
And satellite
Ring's; maketh
Babies from me
And her's trail.

iii.

Europeasian braille,
For the sightless, europosia;
We teacheth those without hearing to heareth,
meladrona to those that fear, to be fearless, and bestride the pinnacle of perheava.

iv.

Blithe of the era-
That's never ending;
Eternal, amour
Unbending.



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

Beaugelic quempress,
A Serentifying archipelago
We shalt repose; nearby a
Bryefire, burning liquid's
Of scented rose. Gardenia
Perfume, to sheen ourn
Outer layer's; scribing
Of the almighty, inscribed
Into ourn conscious, galaping
Another's inviting. Extraciting-
Anjarising, O' flambustic passing;
Her cherithronius' marble foundation,
Hast given me solid ground, wherein
I heareth the most karstrett of once was
Lost, now found. Darshaying in Romanticism's
Prism; making drum beat's to **** street's,
And archaic rhythm's.



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

As a youthful calf,
I bleat upon mine
Other-half's
Picture's.

The thirst for her
Is unwavering; I
Want to feeleth
Her mango Cheek's,
Her coconut hair,
Betwixt mine
Finger's untangling.

Over ourn dwelling,
I seeketh these word's;
In foregone spelling.

Hɛʀɛ ʀɛรiɗɛร
Jɑɳɛ ɑɳɗ Bʀɑɳɗѳɳ'ร pɑʆɑcɛ ѳԲ ʆѳѵɛ,
Eɳtɛʀɛtɦ ɓy tɦɛ Բѳuɳtɑiɳ tѳp wɦɛʀɛiɳ
Tɦɛ wɑtɛʀ cѳɱɛtɦ up; tɦɛ ɑquɑ ɑʆwɑyร Բʆѳwɛtɦ
Hɛʀɛ, tɦitɦɛʀ tɦɛ Luzѳɳ gʀɛɛɳ, wɛʆcѳɱɛ ɑʆʆ pѳɛt'ร,
Tѳ tɦɛ pʆɑcɛ tɦɑt kɛɛpɛtɦ ɑ quɛɛɳ ɑɳɗ kiɳg.
Dѳɳ't Բѳʀgɛt, ѳɳ tɦy wɑy ѳut, tɑkɛtɦ ѳuʀɳ รѳɳɳɛt'ร
OԲ pѳɱɑʀiѳuร ɗɛѵѳtiѳɳ, tɦɛʀɛiɳ ʆiɛtɦ ʀѳɱɑɳʝɑɳtic
Pѳtiѳɳ'ร.



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

The willow hangs,
drapes the ground,
dances to a tune
unheard in the hum
of cars and lorries,
in the commotion of
people passing in a
hurry, barely noticing
anything more than the
phones tapped with
fingers & thumbs.
But I notice,
I see it all,
the dance on display,
the symbol of sanity
I need today.

i.

Hallow thou art, mine
sacrosanct wayfarer;
Sacred heart, raiment
Of January's start,
Thou art the
Beginning
Of spring
And summer's sunshined arise in full-bloomed mesmerize.
The firth of thee, circulates inside of me.
O' Asian delicacy- thou art that righteous tree of
Life. For thine way's art insight's, ******* to the human thought, for thine countenance canst not be store bought. O' thy intelligence canst not be door taught. Destined Jane, O' foreordained, I knewest thee, thou knewest me, in bygone land's.

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

I know that you can never be mine..

Loving you is part of my everyday life..
Overcoming the pain is just too hard.
Vanished love of yours..
Every teardrop is a waterfall.

You said that you will never leave me
Of all words that you have said.
U*s against the world..

ɨ.

Tօɖaʏ, օռ tɦɨs ռɨռtɦ ɖaʏ
Oʄ Jaռʊaʀʏ;

ɨɨ.

Maʀҡ's օʊʀռ ʄɨʄtɦ
Eaʀtɦʟʏ ʍօռtɦ;
As աɨʟt ɛʋɛʀʏ ċօʍɨռɢ
Etɛʀռɨtʏ.

ɨɨɨ.

Fօʀ tɦօʊ, I աas ɮօʀռ
Tօ ɮɛ, ɖɛstɨռɛɖ ɮʏ tɦɛ
Nɛɛɖ; օʄ tօʊċɦɨռɢ tɦօʊ
Oռċɛ aɢaɨռ.

ɨʋ.

Oʄ ɦօʟɖɨռɢ tɦʏ ռaʀʀօա
Hɨք's ɨռ ʍɨռɛ ɦaռɖ's;
Aռɖ sաaʏɨռɢ tօ ċօʊռtʟɛss
Tʊռɛs, as I'ʟʟ ɮɛ tɦʏ ɢʊaʀɖɨaռ
Iռ աɦɨtɛ, a քʀɨʋatɛ օռʟʏ ɨռʋɨtɛ,
Wɦɛʀɛɨռ աɛ ʍatċɦɛtɦ ċʀօառ's
Oռ ʍօʊռɖ's օʄ ɛռtɦʀaʟʟɨռɢ ɨɢռɨtɛ.

ʋ.

O' ɦօա ċօռtɛռtɛɖ I aʍ
Kռօաɨռɢ աɨtɦ tɦɛɛ, tɦɛʀɛ's
Nօռɛ ɦօʊʀɢʟass աɨtɦ saռɖ;
Oռʟʏ staɨʀաaʏ's tɦat aաaɨtɛtɦ
Gʀaռɖ, ɨռtօ aռ ɛռtʀaռċɛ ɮɛtաɨxt
Oʊʀռ ċʀɨʍsօռ aʍʊʟɛt's, aռɖ tɦɛ
Aռċɨɛռt's զʊɛst, O' tɨs tɦɨs ɮɛatɛʀ
Pօʊռɖ's ɨռsɨɖɛ ʍɨռɛ ċɦɛst, ҡռօաɨռɢ
Hօա ʟɨʄɛ ɨs ʄaɨʀ aռɖ ʊռɖʀɛssɛɖ-
Uռċʟaɖ, ɨռ քօɛtɨċ ʝʊstɨċɛ.

ʋɨ.

Tօɖaʏ, օռ tɦɨs ռɨռtɦ ɖaʏ
Oʄ Jaռʊaʀʏ: I tɦɨռҡɛst ɦօա
At օռɛ tɨʍɛ ʍɨռɛ զʊɨɖɖɨtʏ
Sɦօʊʟɖst ɦatɦ ɮɛɛռ ɨռ a
ʍօʀtʊaʀʏ, tօ ɢօɛtɦ ɮaċҡ ɨռtօ
Tɦɛ ɖɨʀt, ʀօʟʟɨռɢ ɨռ ʍɨռɛ քaɨռ,
As tɦɛ ɖʊst sɦօʊʟɖst ɦaɖst ċɦօҡɛɖ ʍɛ,
Iռtօ tɦɛ ʟօռɛsօʍɛռɛss I ċօʍքɨʟɛɖ աɨtɦ tɦɛ asɦɛs օʄ ɦʊʀt.

ʋɨɨ.

Tɦօʊɢɦ, tɦɛ ʟօʀɖ քʊsɦɛɖ aաaʏ
Tɦɛ ɖɛʍօռ's, ɦɛ աʀօʊɢɦt ʍɛ
Fʀօʍ tɦɨռɛ sҡɨʀt, ɮɛċaʊsɛ
Hɛ ҡռɛաɛtɦ I ɦʊռɢɛʀɛɖ ʄօʀ ʍɨռɛ sօʊʟʍatɛ,
Mɨռɛ ʟօʋɛʀ ʄօʀ tɦɛɛ I ɖɨɖst tɦɨʀst.

ʋɨɨɨ.

Tօɖaʏ, օռ tɦɨs ռɨռtɦ ɖaʏ
Aռɖ ʄɨʀst ʍօռtɦ օʄ tɦɨs
Nɛաɛst ʏɛaʀ, ʍɨռɛ ɢօɖ
Aռsաɛʀɛɖ ʍɛ աɨtɦ an
Aʍaʀaռtɦɨռɛ ʏɛʟʟօա
Rօsɛ, ɦɛ ɮʀօʊɢɦt tɦօʊ
Tօ ʍɛ, ʄօʀ tɦɛɛ զʊɛɛռ
Jaռɛ tօ ɮɛ ɦɛʀɛ.

ɨx.

Sօ ʍaռʏ a ʍօʀɛ
Yɛaʀ's աɨʟt I ċɦɛʀɨsɦ tɦɛɛ ʍɨռɛ ɢatɛաaʏ tօ Gօɖ's tɦʀօռɛ;
I'ʋɛ ʀɛaʟɨʐɛɖ օռċɛ aɢaɨռ, ɨռsɨɖɛ tɦɨռɛ ɛʏɛ's I ɖɨʋɛ ɖɛɛք աɨtɦɨռ,
I ʀɛʍɛʍɮɛʀ օռ tɦɨs ռɨռtɦ ɖaʏ,
Oʊʀռ ʄɨʄtɦ aռռɨʋɛʀsaʀʏ
I aʍ ɦօʍɛ.