"nubivagant" poems
Her eye's crochet the sweetest honey taste, from afar i canst touch her face; in only dream state for now.
Though ourn spiritual confections are locked in sky mode, heavenly perfection; myth's to men, reality of the unseen beauty.
Namelings of celestial fountain springs, nubivagant moving and dancing; aye, aye, none tears to cry.
Fears shed like scales, new thoughts, new thinking; eating pomarious delights, the river of life from which comes ourn drinking.
Surrounded, soon shalt we be, where tree's art high as sloping hills, where breath gives life; where life is free.
Impigrity wilt help us as we'll focus on scenes, aloft places believed; to be lost or fabricated.
Though the sights shalt be real,
As ourn latibule wilt be close;
To the field's that bloom yellow,
Wherein the grass is to thy waist,
And thy feet like pillows feel.
©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©earl jane nagley dedicated
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
So steady. So stable.
So grounded.
Patience matched by none.
Especially not me.
Air and water -
births francium hearts.
Eyes of blue -
ever nubivagant.
White picket fence -
of your smile.
At home among the trees.
The forests in your eyes.
Waxing gibbous perpetuating -
bleeding roses.
A tsunami of womanhood.
Savage oscillation.
My darling obelisk.
Unwavering strength.
A waltz of hearts
to guide me home.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 7:01 AM UTC
What if there's a fire...
And only two men left
Would it be me that he chose,
Or me he'd second guess
Am i worth a second chance,
Or not even worth a stone
Could i afford a single breath,
Or would that leave me all alone
May i ponder his own being?
His smile, his laugh, his touch.
Or is it still in the making?
A mold no one should touch.
I could offer my hand,
But he said my voice would be enough.
Am i the love of your life,
Or a girl you couldn't get rid of
If i saught out to fight,
With all my might,
Build up steam,
Would the wind blow me over
Because all i could gather
Was equivilant to a leaf?
If i called the call close,
Took some notes,
Changed my plea,
Would it be worth a try,
To find a guy,
Who was no
Different from me?
Could i forget my venialia?
Take a trip through the stars.
With i person i felt worthful.
Had he chose me,
This world would be ours.
May i continue my search,
My nubivagant adventure?
Unaware of what is around me.
Looking for hope in the middle.
Of everything we all knew
Everything that could be.
I took my trip through the stars...
And came out
Empty
Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 8:53 AM UTC
Society bares us unknown
We do not conform,
Nor do we yield,
A free spirit,
We trail our dreams
Lost deep into vast wilderness
Time can’t keep up,
Days flew by,
Head in the clouds,
Feet stuck down
Not letting others enter this domain
Peaceful, just the way it is,
They can’t **** us here,
Their piercing words,
Scarred us for life
Reliving on a piece
The words we created,
With such obscenity,
Words cannot be expressed,
Written neatly
We are those who live
Up in the clouds of imagination,
Nubivagant gracefully,
The goal of a cloud walker,
A nefelibata.
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
rain mist wreathed
virid groves
of evergreen
sun languished
behind clouds grey
overcast sky
lachrymose;
distant rumble
thunder;brontide
pellet-laden gusts
of wind;cold
leaf-stirring
nubivagant drops
falling
glistening foliages
rustling;
celadon leaves
rain-washed
brushwood damp
galore humus
dewy silence;
gerful downpour
incipient
Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
soundless clouds whisper through the night
unbound by god they were nubivagant
soundless sleep screamed in your ear
a free flowing breeze
i am but a cloud whispering with the trees
the nights i spend waiting on you
my beloved sky
the blessed rain showers overhead
tears that streamed to hear their plea
burning sky
whispers into my ears
his warmth my rue love
sun beat on my back as i drifted
my eyes bathed in its glow
the thunder loved with the storm
my children i care for
those who bind us in this eternal sleep
awaken and take form
my mind splits for the nubivagant
the god among us all
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 8:56 PM UTC
On this starlit night I balter
Nubivagant am I, floating as I dance
Although my faith, it shan't ever falter
I can't shake the feeling of impending doom
Daring am I, for I shall bite this fruit
Foolish might I be, from the mouth I'll shoot
Devilish smiles, the owners I know
Fiendish agendas,unkempt is their false deity
Tenebrous alleyways,they are our friends
Pine I do,to retain my sobriety
All the time flies,no progress made
Alas I fear I've lost my own identity
To desert them,woe is me, 'tis a velleity
For my throat they'll slit,leave me be
Lord knows I'm guilty,come set me free
Ludic am I, in spite of my fate
The crawling anxious thoughts await
Darkly smile I do,wearin' a brave face
Ascension 'tisn't mine,demons leave not a trace
Not a soul shall avenge me
For I am stained, a heathen indeed
Judgement Day 'tis early for me
Holy light,it shines luminous upon me
Dammnation 'tis mine; Father I have failed thee
Mar 5, 2020
Mar 5, 2020 at 5:05 PM UTC