i.

Feral escapees, from captivity,
Created with wing's, born to
Be free; not of society.

ii.

Jungle madness, surroundeth
The tree's, foliage of wed-lock,
Thou and me.

iii.

Accentor's creepeth the thicket,
Caples we rideth, babes of the
Cariole; astrology inside us.

iv.

Bimarian aqua, to overfloodeth
The dry, boscaresque detail's;
Rainbow's in open sky's.

v.

Brabreum of a sound,
Musical citharize; I'm
Far aloft the ground,
Psychic's; clairvoyant's
On incline.

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