A falcon
One broken wing;
Yet still flyeth..



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Because the fact is, I was never good enough to be your first choice.

With just the right
subtle jump
out of body
I descend
It's not the pain that crushes
my chest, it's not the rain
making my face wet, only
the mental sleight
of hand

Bear rejection
Bare deception
Pry the cork from wine
to try time from bottle
Bare the right bane
Bear the wrong boon
Mention this slip to only one
calamitous

When nothing seems to work
When nothing seems to go right
Problems come screaming out
And everything starts to fall apart
As it all begins to go wrong
Let me be there with you

The frustration comes knocking
It comes calling at your door
Your will slowly slips away
All seems to be broken
No way out for any escape
Lost and a long way from home
Let me show you the way

Do not give in to your tears
Do not surrender to your fears
These feelings will not last forever
We will face the coming storm together

When you think the magic has faded
And there is nowhere else to turn
When the white has turned to black
You feel you can not be found
Isolation seems to be your only friend
Life seems to be only a wordless song
Let me open the music

And you can see the storm clouds gathering
And you can hear the distant sound of thunder
There are signs of the lightening
Hide away in a place unseen
But you know the coming storm will find you
That it will come and it will seek you out
Let me brave the weather

Do not give in to your tears
Do not surrender to your fears
These feelings will not last forever
We will face the coming storm together

Star light, star bright
where is my puppy tonight?

dancing across the stars,
joyful and free.

Surfing the milky way
galaxy through galaxy.

turning the heavens upside down,
Cassiopeia now upturned into an M.

lapping from the dippers,
drops splashing all around.
settling here on the earth as fresh dew each morn,
or the gentle rain falling down.

pulling Orion's belt,
Orion with his sword held high,
chasing you around.

Laughing and leaping,
Ah to be so free and light.

racing the moon across the sky,
catching it each month with delight.

a new moon appears,
the chase begins anew.
chewing the old moon
until it disappears.

star light,
star bright ,
will you perhaps bring me another puppy when it is light?



*penned with much love for all those friends who so dear,
have left us here. ~ 29 December 2012

In London zoo a lion escaped
They forgot to lock his cage
It disappeared into the night
Hungry, filled with rage

Poor old Brian had lost his job
His life had hit the skids
His wife moved in with his mate
She also took his kids

He hit the bottle pretty hard
He started to get ill
His grandma died, he got the call
Turns out she had a will

She had millions in the bank
And she left it all to Brian
But on his way to cash the cheque
He was eaten by a lion.....

our confidence was lowered
those words that cut through
we can truly say that they have ruled
laughing and mocking with the crew
we can see that they are no good
they'll **** all of us, me after you

a.v.