i.

Detained, I am not
Enslaved in chain's;
I've broken those long ago;
Twas I was loosed,
By mine Earl Jane.
Mine Zion
Mine nirvana
From God.

ii.

Abandon her I shan't
She's the aye, in wholesome array;
Filipino by morn', winged one born,
Atop her green mountain view way.
Her baguette flake's falleth from her spanned plumule shadowy shade: whilst I kiss her feet, mine joyous tear's cleaneth her toe's, whilst on mine knee's, she smileth at me, whilst I sayest " I loveth thee more" she argue's back its her most. 




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