Mary Naylor

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

Mary Naylor Poems

121. The Grouchy Guardian Angel 2/2/2006
122. It Must Be Halloween! 9/28/2006
123. Dirge For Darfur 1/1/2008
124. A Toast! 2/14/2008
125. Nightwing 2/17/2006
126. First Time (My Scariest Childhood Memory) 4/18/2008
127. Actions Speak... 7/29/2008
128. The Prayer Tree 1/29/2007
129. Clay 1/31/2006
130. Ragbag Heart 4/4/2006
131. Dark Lover (Adult Content) 2/16/2006
132. Whispers 8/30/2006
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. Angel Tears 8/29/2007
143. Awake! 6/27/2007
144. Of Scales And Tails, Feathers And Pebbles And Endless Immeasurables 2/10/2006
145. Autumn Dreams 1/2/2003
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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Die, Killer, Die

A red veil was floating around the killer's head,
and his face was a cold, hard, mask.
He entered the execution chamber
and they strapped him to the chair.
They lowered the cap to his bare,
shaved skull. Out in the yard you could hear
the demonstrator's call and cry, Die, Killer, Die There were a few quiet sobs, a few shudders and gasps,
but mostly there was a fireball of rage burning inside,
and a red mist hanging over hard, hard, eyes.

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