Verily, verily, I wilt thole
the strenuous measure
Without thee in mine
Reach. Thine countenance do I seek in
Sainthood luster;                                      O' how I needeth thee mine
                                         beloved of cherubic power,
                 Tis the moonlight hour's I dieth to layeth mine brow
Upon thine own.

Sweat cover's me, I needeth mine
Abode, for thou art mine home;
In which I hath sought after
Since afore the age of Noah.
                                                         O' how this locution screameth out loud to the crowd's of emptied lonesome-hearted mad
Men. Mine darling, àgapi mou, best friend. Tis not the end-
Only the beginning.                        I glance keenly dearest jane-

Into meadow's wherein the pool's of life art made for one man
And his wife, as godly intended;

                                                      ­   Foregone art the soul's that shalt
                                        wait ourn arrival, they've been waiting endlessly to enter us inside.
O' Queen Jane, Filipino treasure of mine;

O' how we shalt dine and feast amongst the golden pathway's and see-through streets, bare **** feet to lead ourn spiritual direction, ourn agápi reflecting Yahweh's glow in three-
Dimensional complexion.

One day to be as babes, Unchained, not slaves to menfolk's rule-

A place wherein one enters by the amount of love they've given
And hath shown, a kingdom
                                                   Wherein we shalt be renewed.
    



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( àgapi mou) dedicated

You all bring , Great Joy to me your encouraging words.
For your words are beautiful, but your friendship is Great.
I have been so blessed, but getting to know each of you.
You each have truly blessed me as well as inspired me too.
You are all very amazing people, I want to thank you all.
For you all are very special to Christ and to me, friends.
I just do not want any of you to forget the most important thing.
That each of you , are truly gifted as well as being amazing people.

I always knew this day would come;
when these deceptive infrangible walls would be permeated like walls of hanging beads.
This roof blown away like dust.
These windows shattering like  candied sugar.
And me hiding in my poorly conspicuous place – under the bed;
cupping my mouth – holding back the terrified scream that’s sweltering at bay.
I haven’t blinked since I heard your intrusion.
I know you’ve come to do hideous acts; play out your unspoken, dark fantasies.
Terror and panic are demonizing my mind into a petrified state.
Tears begin to stream as I see you walk into the room….
You  s ...  l... o…  w....   l…  y…    approach the bed
you     c
         r
        o
       u
      c
     h
And our eyes meet, I see that evil twinkle of a hunter finally catching its prey.