i.

Brandon and Jane
One heart pumping their blood;
Soulmates, eternal love.

ii.

Brandon and Jane
Names written on alleyway wall's;
Undiscovered by man,
Treasure's of God.

iii.

Brandon and Jane
Revealed for all to seeith;
Manifested to the naked eye
To her I seek to pleaseth.

iv.

Brandon and Jane
Together interconnected glow;
Ourn flower garden is planted
We art the growers of touching soul's.

v.

Brandon and Jane
Mine flesh is her flesh, as tis her's is mine.
Mine pain is her pain, as tis her's is mine.
Mine name is her name
Filipino divine.
A kingdom with an empress
Jane sardua, lady of time.

vi.

Brandon and Jane
Coalesced in sacrosanct lullaby's;
As newborn infant's, and before the age
Of man we were to find. To find one another
In a moment's blinking eye, I kneweth her, tis
She kneweth me, I searched the beaches and thus
The sea's, as I landed in Clarin, Philippines;

vii.

Brandon and Jane
Forever to be,
Resplendent
Symphony's
Of soulmate
Seeds. Together
                            Forever
            scintill­a
                            Serene.



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

i.

She hath abated mine sorrow's, split mine manacles
Wherein afore day's, I was shackled and trampled;
I was left for expiry, mine soul felt retiring,
Ague gaveth me chill's, I got lost in opiatic pill's,
Death twas I, that I was admiring.

ii.

The world gaveth me none thrill- tis I wasn't meant for this life,
I besought at all costs, to find what was right.
Sent to me then, after all mine thirst and hunger for mine
One and true queen, camest Earl Jane, betwixt the dark shade,
Of Satan and his being's.

iii.

When she stepped in, Alleluia hit mine lung's, I found that one I sought, from so many year's ago, twas not love at first sight, I loved her from lifetime's humans do not knoweth; created in God's light. I loved her all along, ourn marriage was, hast been, and always wilt be abiding, timeless, in Cordelia strand's of song.

iv.

And tis when I do wrong, she sets me on better path's, she straightens me, she relates to me, she's mine kindred soul once again I found at last; she's the consort to mine well-being, she's beautiful, elegant, perfection is her key. Perfect to me, she aligns with the star's. Tis she, yea she, hath broken me from mine own prison bar's.



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

I sawest
A tunnel up
Ahead;

I went into
The brilliant
Light; thought
I was dead.

I was greeted
By mine angel;
"I'm Queen Jane
She saidst".

She illuminated
Me with kisses;
She doused me
In blisses, the
Pearly gates
Opened, as tis
She entered me
In.




©Brandon Nagley
©earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
©lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Tis, tis, the first Christmas
With mine queen;
Tis, it is, mi amour
And her king.

ii.

Tis, though distances
Shalt separate;
Verily I sayest
Mine Reyna,
Thou art
Right in mine
Heart and soul.
Tis this is ourn
Fate.

iii.

Soon O' soon, we shalt
Hath a dinner date;
With yellow roses to
Wrap thine neck,
And mine kisses
To become to thee,
As peaceful sedate.

iv.

As tis, I wilt wait
In death, or in life
To bow on one knee,
To court thee mine queen;
To maketh thee in person

v.

Mine queen and mine wife.....



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

i.

We were sewn together
To be an example;
To the ghost's lost
And forgotten.

ii.


We were made together
To be sweetened host's;
Betwixt the devil, graves,
The evil and rotten.

iii.

We were called into existence
To bringeth into remembrance;
That life, tis life
Is precious.

iv.

Once separated
As tis when ourn spirit's found fleshly bodies;
Though back together again
Peace, serenity, heavenly surrounding's.

v.

Now sewn together
Once again as aforetimes;
The same heart, brain
Soul, blood-stains,
Golden mind's.

vi.

And now until
The passing of time's;
Shalt me and mine Reyna
Spreadeth ourn wings called amour,
And fly.

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)