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 Sep 2015
Sally A Bayan
Start slow...
     warming... up...and...below
         forty five degrees
            to the left...right...others go nineties...
       some freeze...from locked knees
   they don't mind...they'll recover
          before the hour is over...

Detach self
    from what
       surrounds
             but...still aware
                connected...
            agitation
        soon to be lessened
   eventually....calmed

Focus...
   exercise
       stabilize
    synchronize
        visualize
     internalize
  energize!

Endure!
               An ant bites at the back of your ear
         something's  crawling on your tummy
     beads of sweat, drop across your eyes,
or inside your ear...you feel the cold touch within
    
A bee, a wasp...sometimes, a fly
      circles very near your face
           makes your wall of
                concentration, crumble
              tempting you to lose count
          of the movements
      testing you...
   if you might still stray...even
      a step away...
          if, to your weaknesses
      you would still succumb

          will you be distracted?
             or stay focused?

Let eyes, and mind blink
     One...two...three...quickly!
            be grounded!
                stay on the right track.....

               Exercise!
               ...visualize....
               ... internalize.....
               ...never give up!



Sally


Copyright September 21, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***starting the week right...too much chinese noodles this weekend***
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
i.

I'm unrestricted with her
Meaning free;
I'm her, she is I, we art one
A king and his queen.

ii.

Unbounded, unshackled
Sentient in comprehension unknown to mortal creature;
We hath wing's, with moonlight ring's
A ceremony shalt be soon, with stellar feature's.

iii.

No doctor's, nor teacher's
We art ourn own healer's;
We art different than the rest
We shalt overcometh devil's, and demonic test's.

iv.

For tis I am blessed
To knoweth such an empress to mine throne;
She reside's in every space of this poetic mind
She maketh me seeith when I'm blind, speaketh when I'm mute

For tis
She's mine home.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
i.

O' heavenly host
Entwine to mine
Ghost.

ii.

O' empyrean
Pure pedestrian
Of Elohim.

iii.

O' throne bearer
Protector from terror
And fear.

iv.

O' Earl Jane Nagley
Mine life
Mine wife.

v.

O' mine soulmate
Mine heart gate
To yahweh.





©Brandon Nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication \filipino rose
©Lonesome poet's poetry
empyrean means from the heavens.
Elohim is another name for god in Hebrew ..
Throne bearer is singing angel...around gods throne.
Yahweh another name for god in Hebrew ...
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
Iŋtɷ ɧҽɾ pɷɾtaɭ I ҽŋtҽɾҽɖ
It ɭҽɖ tɷ tɧҽ cҽŋtҽɾ ɷʆ tɧҽ
Uŋɩѵҽɾىҽ.
If cannot read this it said

Into her portal I entered
It led to the center of the
Universe.

firmament is the heavens or the sky...
 Sep 2015
GaryFairy
we can't erase what is already on a canvas
but we can always paint over it
it seems as though someone is passing around info about me getting in trouble with the law over seven years ago. i am not proud of it, but i own my actions. i paid my debt by serving six months in jail, as well as taking a good beating for it. the past paints the future, and experiences change our lives. i am a different person now, and i can't dwell on the past. if others want to, that's fine.
 Sep 2015
GaryFairy
held up in suspension
just beyond my senses
experience out of body
without any defenses

my mind starts to travel
awakened by the sound
secrets start to unravel
and my senses come around

the sound of perfection
the voice i hear repeating
upward in direction
my soul and sky are meeting

in a glimpse of a moment
a home for the drifter
under the breath of an angel
within a saint's whisper
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
I'ʍ a sքʏ ɨռtօ ɦɛʀ sօʊʟ
A tʀɛasʊʀɛ tʀօʋɛ;
Oʄ sɨʟʋɛʀ aռɖ ɢօʟɖ.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
If you dont understand font it said

I'm a spy into her soul
A treasure trove;
Of silver and gold,
I am so in love with you I want to scream
I am so glad I found you
it makes me gleam
The smile on my face says it all
you make me feel strong so I can stand tall
You kidnapped my heart
and it feels so great
You're there to hold me and catch me at any rate
Your love for me makes me blush
when you hold my hand I get an adrenaline rush
The things you say to me make me feel special
the things you do for me are so wonderful
I can do anything when you're around
you pick me up from the cold when I fall to the ground
I can't believe I have you
I love you so much
I love you even more every time we touch
You are my soulmate
you take my breath away
I love you so very much
marry me today


I wrote this for the man I had my first real relationship with. I was 16 years old. I hope to feel this way again one day when I fall in love with my true soul mate.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: February. 25, 2009 Wednesday 1:38 P.M.
I would run out into the snow wearing just my *******, hoodie and an ugly pair of tennis shoes just to chase you for 3 blocks only to grab you, kiss you and tell you that your the best thing that ever happened to me.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: May. 6, 2015 Wednesday 5:06 A.M.
 Sep 2015
Earl Jane


I want you near me,
But we are so faraway,
God has a purpose,
I trust in God's plan for us,
His plans are greater than ours.



I keep you dearly,
And safely here in my heart,
When I miss you bad,
Oh I close my eyes and pray,
So soon my king, I'll meet you.




with love <3



© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3


Tanka again for you..
Me moossstt !!!
 Sep 2015
Emma
Sometimes I think
We were meant be
Perhaps in another dimension
You and me
Met in a coffee shop
At some small university
Or maybe our parents were friends
And we met as babies
Grew up as best friends
Became lovers at eighteen
Perhaps you were the king
And I was your queen
In some faraway Kingdom
Barely out of our Tweens
Or maybe we met
One night in a dream
Wanting to be real
Like ghosts want to be seen
I still think about you
Though I only see you in dreams
I wish it weren't true
But we're stuck in this dimension
I hope we meet again somewhere new. And if I've already met someone somewhere else, I hope that someone's you.
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