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brandon nagley Sep 2015
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JųŞŧ ɧɛř קřɛŞɛŋĆɛ
MąҠɛŧɧ mɛ ąცŞզųąŧųٳąŧɛ;
I'm ʝųŞŧ ą קɛąŞąŋŧ
TıŞ Şɧɛ'Ş ŧɧɛ զųɛɛŋ ơʄ ŧɧɛ Şŧąř'Ş Şɧɛ ŋą۷ıɠąŧɛŞ.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication (pookie) dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
If can't read poem reads as this

i.

Just her presence
Maketh me absquatulate;
I'm just a peasant
Tis she's the queen of the star's she navigates.

absquatulate means leave abruptly...
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

In the archaic agora
Stayed apothecaries, money changers, and tradesmen;
Governor's with grape stained sin's
Himation throw over's, as for women a chiton, white garb glint.

ii.

Betwixt the sea human being multitude
Were the many different Greek's, and the Grecian Jew's;
This locale was vibrant, a theatre nearby where the soldier's couldst escape from the war, whilst fighting made market new's.

iii.

A poet I was, listening to homer, and the philosopher Plato
Whilst Aristotle read marvelous novel's, whilst Aristophanes gaveth me a laugh; and Hippocrates showed me doctor's notes for the generation's to cometh and pass, Sophocles to giveth fun task.

iv.

Off in the distance was a lass not from around mine Greek land
Her skin a little darker, her eye's **** wick's, ablazed, her sheath Asiatic tan; she hadst no brand, she was not formed by any human creator, her tropical hair, swayed to the Mediterranean.

v.

She was struggling, fighting for her life from the cyclops Polyphemus, I ran quickly to her rescue, pulling out mine xiphos;
She passed out from the trauma, her pupils rolled back timeful
As I woketh her with mine poetic Lip's, giving her life, greek kiss.





©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
When I use all the names in this line

A poet I was, listening to homer, and the philosopher Plato
Whilst Aristotle read marvelous novel's, whilst Aristophanes gaveth me a laugh; and Hippocrates showed me doctor's notes for the generation's to cometh and pass, Sophocles to giveth fun task.

They were ancient Greek astrologers poets mathematicians, intellectuals. Stuff of that sort... Its amazing mine dads brother mine uncle went on ancestry.com and has mine Greek ancestry as well as mine English French swiss to all dating back on dad's side from years ago especially greek side mine family line on dads side comes from ancient Corinth place Paul preached in bible..., as well found out had FAM members came over on mayflower ship to Usa from all over england..  and have French side dating back to 1600s a.d..and swiss side dating back around same as French since France and swiss border another.., just amazing learning all this... As mother's side dont have whole history just know mums side is mostly Irish and Scottish and some Cherokee native American as well as French to and little bit German.., so yeah that's all me,lol,enjoy,,,
brandon nagley Sep 2015
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Sօօռ ʍɨռɛ ʟօʋɛ
I sɦaʟt ʄaʟʟɛtɦ asʟɛɛք;
Aռɖ ɖʀɛaʍ, ʏɛs ɖʀɛaʍ
Tɦat tɦօʊ աɛʀɛ ռɛxt tօ ʍɛ.


©Bʀaռɖօռ Naɢʟɛʏ
©Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ ռaɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ,քօɛt's քօɛtʀʏ
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

I canst not thanketh thee enough, for assuaging mine pang's
On earth, in heaven, on the dwarf planet's, in thy kiss of leaven;
When thou art down, I'll taketh thine frown, when broken, when hopeless, I shalt giveth thee mine own gladness; lifting thy smile.

ii.

In cities, in town's, aloft the skies, on the ground, in the open, in the wild, cadmium yellow floret's, mine Asian child, in thy eye's;
In thy laugh, passed the noise, of hellish mess, passed the pain's, madness and stress; I shalt always be by thy waistside, mine pet.

iii.

In ourn life, and beyond ourn death's, we shalt meeteth at the place of holiness, tis not a place sculpted by hand's of men;
Tis a place of dominion's and kingdom's. Inside God's house wherein we shalt be in peace, the angel's shalt singeth, halo sleep.




©Brandon Nagley
©Earl jane Nagley (Pookie) dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
pang's is sudden sharp pains or painful emotions for you who ask ...
brandon nagley Sep 2015
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)
brandon nagley Sep 2015
At mine bedside,
Eastern surveyor's
Dancing across mine face,
Her pucker's move
In Tagalog groove;
Heaven at mine bedside
She awaiteth.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication
brandon nagley Sep 2015
Etɛʀռaʟ ʟɨʄɛ
I'ʋɛ ʄօʊռɖ;
Wɨtɦɨռ ɦɛʀ sօʊʟ.





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

What wouldst I be
Without thee;
Mine queen.

ii.

What wouldst I do
If I never hath met thee;
Love so true.

iii.

Id be miserable
Not meeting thee;
Mine dove.

iv.

Thou art the light
At the end of the tunnel;
Thou art more than worthy enough.

v.

What wouldst I do
Without thee;
Earl jane Nagley so true.

vi.

With thee
O' with thee;
Im alive, rebirthed, brand new.





©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication
brandon nagley Sep 2015
She, mine world
She, mine wife;
She, mine girl
She, mine life;
She, mine living
She, mine all,
She. Mine sight
She, mine Asian doll.
She, mine amour'
She, mine amare,
She, mine moral's
She, mine finger's, and hair.
She, mine beauty
She, mine plenty;
She, mine blood
She, mine lassie.
She, mine otherworldly
She, the gate's of pearly;
She, mine seraph
She, mine cherub.
She, all I needeth
She, when she cryeth, I bleedeth.
She, mine night
She, mine day
She, mine freedom
She freed me from decay.
She, Earl jane
She, O' mine Earl jane;
She, mine happiness
Doth these word's not explain?
She.....

Mine Earl jane nagley....



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane nagley( Filipino rose) dedication
brandon nagley Sep 2015
Whenever I heareth her voice
Or seeith her face;
I dehisce
Out of mine body, into holy grace.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication \Filipino rose dedication
dehisce means to burst open as a pod of a plant....
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