Mary Naylor

Rookie (12/17/33 / Chicago, Illinois)

Mary Naylor Poems

121. It Must Be Halloween! 9/28/2006
122. Dirge For Darfur 1/1/2008
123. A Toast! 2/14/2008
124. Nightwing 2/17/2006
125. Actions Speak... 7/29/2008
126. First Time (My Scariest Childhood Memory) 4/18/2008
127. The Prayer Tree 1/29/2007
128. Clay 1/31/2006
129. Ragbag Heart 4/4/2006
130. Whispers 8/30/2006
131. Dark Lover (Adult Content) 2/16/2006
132. Cinco De Mayo 4/5/2009
133. Alliteration 3/6/2008
134. The Bandit 2/19/2006
135. The Autumn Of Forever (Quatrain) 11/1/2007
136. A May Basket 5/4/2007
137. Three Haiku 7/19/2007
138. Death Watch 2/2/2006
139. Jonathan Nathan Go Do Your Homework 10/6/2007
140. Dream Horse 2/14/2006
141. Dancin' In Paris 2/19/2006
142. Awake! 6/27/2007
143. Angel Tears 8/29/2007
144. Of Scales And Tails, Feathers And Pebbles And Endless Immeasurables 2/10/2006
145. Autumn Dreams 1/2/2003

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  • Foor Skinn (1/24/2018 9:50:00 PM)

    CINCO DE MAYO MUCHACHOS THE TIME HAS COME HIDE YOUR WOMEN EAT YOUR CHILDREN AND KILL THE WHITE WOMAN WHO DISRESPECTS OUR DAY

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  • Hue Jass (1/23/2018 11:24:00 AM)

    CINCO DE MAYO CINCO DE MAYO CINCO DE MAYO CINCO DE MAYO EAT THE WHITE WOMAN

  • Sandra Fowler (12/7/2006 4:45:00 PM)

    Mary Naylor is one of my favorite poets at poemhunter. Her work is beautiful, eloquent and compassionate. It is deserving of much applause.

    Sandra Fowler

Best Poem of Mary Naylor

Autumn Dreams

Grinning pumpkins, falling leaves,
Dancing scarecrows, twirling breeze,
Color, color everywhere,
Autumn dreams are in the air! Autumn is a woman growing old,
Ready to let what is dead go,
Her youthful radiance has faded, and that's sad,
But underneath she discovers a
spread of colors she didn't know she had. Little children screech and run,
Ghosts and goblins having fun,
Color, color everywhere,
Autumn dreams are in the air! Around her a kaleidoscope of leaves are whirling.
Deep within her visions stir of new life that will be,
A budding, a ...

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Death Watch

Skeletons skip, ghosts dance,
'Trick or treat! ' 'Trick or treat! '
floats through the night.

Hiding from the moon,
a stark form waits,
without death's grin.
without ghostly hood.

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