~inside She's Dying~ Poem by Mary Nagy

You're a 'people watcher' of the most observant kind, Mary. You've seen behind the facade of this jolly woman, got right inside her, and shared her with us. A brilliant piece of work, deserves a 10, nothing less. Love, Fran xx

A fine penning, Mary, one of smooth flux, and well provisioned Imagery. Frank/FJR

What an astonishingly moving poem, rarely have I seen words as these that have the power to really move the spirit Amazing 10 without fail Love duncan x

Mary, I have been that girl laughing at herself before others could, and I know that feeling of dying inside. Thank you for putting it into words. Scarlett

Very moving poem Mary! I too have died inside. Many Times......best regards x

Hi, I'm Nikki White- you read two of my poems. Yes, I am young and wanted to say thanks. Also, I really love this poem. I felt this way once. It is very well written and completely relatably (if that is a word lol) . Great job, again thanks.

she seems to be looking for that somebody who finds her very interesting so that she no longer has to crack jokes about herself...loved it...nalini

I was wondering is she dying in your eyes because you can see she's not expressing her true self Mary? The thing is about truth and self, sometimes it is better to focus on the now and future, especially if there is pain and weakness in the old self. It really helps to keep moving forward, well it helps me. Good poem. We are all dying from the moment we are born and we all go about it our own way from my experience of life and people. Smiling at you, guessing this is a distant relative you write of? Tai

Very well constructed Mary and very moving too. A picture painted with sadness. Love Ernestine XXX

A tastefully done and sympathetic portrayal of the tragic comic, the tears of the clown or just the fragility hidden by the mask of humour? (Possibly the spirit of the Blitz, either not well carried off, or too well observed by the spectator?) Excellent Mary.