Mary Nagy

Rookie (11-08-1970)

Mary Nagy Poems

1. The Walls Are Crumbling 12/3/2005
2. Pop-Up Paranoia 12/4/2005
3. Holiday Madness 12/6/2005
4. I'M Afraid To Go To Church 12/28/2005
5. Peeling Eggs Makes Me Smile 12/29/2005
6. My Only Wish For New Years 12/30/2005
7. As We Watch The New Year Start 1/1/2006
8. He Said He Thought I Saved Him 1/2/2006
9. Is There Really Such Thing As A Bad Gift? 1/2/2006
10. Cowpies Of Life 1/6/2006
11. Did We Meet? 3/11/2006
12. My Search For Silence 3/13/2006
13. Somewhere Between A Man And A Little Boy 3/13/2006
14. I Saw You Speak To The Trees 3/17/2006
15. Let's Remove Your Rotten Heart 3/19/2006
16. ~attention: I'Ve Just Received An S.O.S. 3/20/2006
17. Trespassers Must Pay! 3/26/2006
18. I Still See That Girl 3/29/2006
19. Could Anything Blossom If It Believed It Could? 3/31/2006
20. The Poemhunter Convention Makes Me Nervous! 4/4/2006
21. Happy Birthday Jerry! 1/3/2006
22. I Don'T Want To See The Angels 4/21/2006
23. You Only ''Think'' You'Re Hiding 1/21/2006
24. My Air Mattress Naps 1/21/2006
25. I Saw You In The Rain 1/23/2006
26. ''It's Just Another Bomb Threat Mom'' 1/24/2006
27. ''Foo-Foo'' Words 1/24/2006
28. All That You Are 1/26/2006
29. My Skin Finally Fits! 1/26/2006
30. Shared Loneliness 1/26/2006
31. Suicide Bomber In Your Soul 1/27/2006
32. Why Must We Pick The Flowers? 1/27/2006
33. Marking My Globe With Your Friendships 11/11/2005
34. Please Forgive This Truly Rotten Person 11/7/2005
35. Watching Our Young Tree 11/10/2005
36. It's Time For Me To Get Tough! 11/15/2005
37. The Pain Of Young People 5/2/2005
38. My Battle 11/25/2005
39. Ol' Junk-Yard Joe 11/25/2005
40. I Still Hear Her 12/11/2005
Best Poem of Mary Nagy

Father And Son

You're standing in the doorway.
Your workday is all done.
He waits to see you everyday,
this boy that is your son.

He hopes you will go fishing.
He hopes you'll shoot the gun.
He just wants to be with you,
this boy that is your son.

He is your spitting image.
To him you are ''The One''.
He hopes to be just like you,
this boy that is your son.

You show him what a man is.
You teach as you have fun.
You are admired as well as loved
by this boy that is your son.

You've got a friend forever.
Until the world is done....

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The Walls Are Crumbling

As I tried to grasp some meaning
from within her silent cries,
I felt her soul reach out to me
from deep within her eyes.

I saw the walls were crumbling
and falling to the ground.
Perhaps this is a fresh start
the two of us have found.

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