Shall I forget on this side of the grave?
I promise nothing: you must wait and see
      Patient and brave.
(O my soul, watch with him and he with me.)

Shall I forget in peace of Paradise?
I promise nothing: follow, friend, and see,
      Faithful and wise.
(O my soul, lead the way he walks with me.)

Oh joyous noise!

Slam the door
loud as you like,

the old Finn
is awake again.

Let language
like rivers,
only deeper, flow
in torrents
upon sidewalks
of sound.

We are hereby
delivered from
the tyranny
of definition.

Measure your moons
in red pantaloons.

Let fat pigeons
feed breadless
old men
in lost parks.

Clarity is but
self-abuse.

how hathfanespanned
most high heaven
the skysign of
soft advertisement!

Where mystery is
find mirth also.

Steer by
your ears.

Oh joyous noise!

Come on now,
make some...

i.

Mine Filipino rose
I canst not thanketh thee enough;
For giving me a home.

ii.

Mine Filipino rose
Thou always asketh if I knoweth how much thou doth for me;
Yes, I do knoweth, as tis I'm so blessed, and thankful mine queen.

iii.

Mine Filipino rose
I've seen the street's of gold, the pearly gates, the mansion of god;
Because of thee, I've seen heaven's scene's, as thou art a cherub.

iv.

Mine Filipino rose
As I always sayeth, tomorrow may never cometh;
Where the fountain's of life floweth, there I'll stayeth.

v.

Mine Filipino rose
Mine existence, mine life, mine earl Jane, mine wife;
Mine law of good and right, if I dont awaketh, I'll be in the light.

vi.

Mine Filipino rose
I canst not taketh thing's for granted, night might be the last kiss;
For I shalt forever giveth to thee me mine dove, mine wish is this.

vii.

Mine Filipino rose
Mine wish is for if I'm to dieth tonight, never forget me lass;
Look beyond thy window glass, picture mine wing's in flight.

viii.

Mine Filipino rose
Mine heart, mind, spirit, leg's, arm's, eye's, hair, body, soul;
Mine everything of this being, I thanketh thee for all thou hath done.......,,.,

ix.

For god hast sent me an angel
Thee;
The chosen one...........

x.

Mine Filipino
Rose;
I loveth thee more.......


©Brandon Nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication \filipino rose dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

wednesday, the shops shut early.

here.there are still tourists around.

or new people. i bought some sweets,
a thimble,a packet of screws, one
light bulb.

chatted about face book in the mongers.

i moved here in 1993. I am an immigrant.

sbm.

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new