"mewn" poems
i.
Today, O' today
I got her letter in the mail;
Filled with pictures of mine
Queen, she sent me
Poems done by me, in her
Calligraphy.
ii.
Today O' today
I got lipstick kisses on
Her notes, the red stood
Out of all she wrote;
As her amour was
So fine.
iii.
Today O' today
Anon mine spirit's soared,
That fashionable vellum
O' I adored. O' Jane Sardua,
O' Jane of Earl. O' rose of Asia;
The Luzon's pearl.
iv.
Today O' today
I smiled again, because mine lover,
And mine best friend. Her ardent sonnet
Displayed her touch, grabbing mine soul,
In heaven's blush, silently tear's came to
a rush; from joy's overtaking.
v.
Today O' today
O'er the blue, I made mine stay.
Consatero, ah veray,
Queen Jane, Queen Jane,
Of Asia's praise;
Today O' today
How I fell in
Love again.
©,Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( àgapi mou)
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
Two pilgrims tread the trail of life
Hands entwining heads held high
Strength together striving forward
Eagerly stride into light
Future paths extend before them
Myriad choices at their feet
Ahead the ground may lie uneven
Storm clouds rolling over head
Bonds of marriage defend strongly
Pro-tect through all hardship flung
Growing close through life’s unfolding
Protect inward leaning hold
One mind one thought defining purpose
Each support defend uphold
Strength of heart and resolution
Adventuring ......... two lives as one!
Perinion Dwy cerdd mas i bywyd
Dwy llaw yn gafel pennau lan
Gyda'i gilydd yw y Cryfder
Awyddus cerrdd i golau claer ....
Llwybur yn dyfodol estyn
Efallai *** y llwybyr’n creigiog
Tu blaen eu traid mau dewis glan
Cumylau stormydd dros ben pennau
Cryfder priodas bydd y calon
Cadw’n dau mewn pob afrwyddineb
Yn tyfu’n ddau dros gyda n’gilydd
Cyd gafael iawn am cymorth glir
Un meddwl rhwng y ddau su’n priod
Cariad glan cyfnogi llawn
Calon gryf am penderfynnu
Gyda'i gilydd yn bywyd mawr!
Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 5:18 AM UTC
rwyf wrth fy modd i chi.
rwy'n credo mewn chi.
aros yn gryf.
gadw i fynd.
peidiwch a^ rhol'r gorau iddi.
i chi.
yn caeleu.
hardd.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 8:16 PM UTC
Welsh translation -Os byddaf yn marw, gan fy mod i'n blasu gwaed, cofiwch penillion fy, sut yr wyf yn eu dysgu iti garu, felly lledaenu'r *** cariad, fel y llefaru duw geisio, maddau gilydd, mewn amser o wan, yn mynegi dy gariad, yn ei rhoddi dy enaid, gwna dy gwragedd a gŵr, breninesau a brenhinoedd fel aur !!
ac ag ar gyfer frenhines fy, byth fy fyddi!!!
English translated-
if I die, since I'm tasting blood, remember mine verses, how I taught thee love, so spread that love, as god doth seek, forgive one another , in time of weak, showeth thine love, giveth thine soul, make thy wives and husband's, queens and kings as gold!!
and as for mine queen, forever mine thou shalt be..
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 8:05 PM UTC
i.
Into her boudoir I went,
A queen, staring into her mirror;
Heavensent.
ii.
Her chamber Perfumed
With frankincense and myrrh;
All of her I yearned.
iii.
Wearing around her neck
Lapis lazuli metamorphic;
An angel, purely historic.
iv.
Garbing her seductive body
Yellow maria clara terno;
Her cat eyeliner, lit me as an inferno.
v.
Taper's were held in place
By screw's in the wall's;
Fire sparked ourn taste's, for eachother we longed.
vi.
Now in eachother's arm's
Never to let go, or goeth away;
Ourn love's eternal, tis preordained.
©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
Quiet nights
Whispered days
Outlandish sights
Peculiar maze
Tazed in by sun and the moon
Spooky goblins
Ghoulish freaks
Roam and prowl
The steadied caves
Kooky beings
All misbehave
Tranced by idols
Turned from God!!!!
Blaspheme love
Tis they do
Seeketh romance by phones
Back away like shrews
Kills one souls
Plots none muse
Muse is gone
The suns went down
Harrowing he feels
Writing scribes
Sick of all the same
Tis wants to die
Suicide not by choice
Lifts his head in all rejoice
Because he knows what he seeketh is right around the bin
No more fairy taled wim
Whimsical laughs
No more grins
None more waiting
On a dream
None more screams
Nor false delight
None more worries of bedtime fright
None more fights
Now all is right
Lost his mind
Gaveth his soul
Plundered down to stage six of hell
Wherein chaperones giveth ringing bells
Steps to God
God to appeal
Forgiveth one in time surreal
No more distasteful needing and wanting words
The I love thou's shalt no more heard
He's lost his touch
He's lost his cure
Giveth up all
Forgotten the world
Paintings he shalt go on in
Be like the greats of archaic sin
Handstroke brushes to pull him in
He's done
Oh my
He's done!!!
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC