Update: Recently, Billy's World of Poetry http: //billmanson.yolasite.com/chose me as Poet of the Year 2007, and presented me with a trophy.)
I attended UCLA for two years and obtained my AA in Business Education. I married, had one child, divorced and became a single parent. I obtained my bachelor and my teaching credential by studying after work. Before retiring, I was an ... more »
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Mary Naylor Poems
Grinning pumpkins, falling leaves, Dancing scarecrows, twirling breeze, Color, color everywhere, Autumn dreams are in the air! Autumn is a woman growing old,
Of Scales and Tails, Feathers and Pebble...
Time is a hummingbird, building its nest, laying its eggs, dipping its beak into flowery deeps; a shimmering prayer, hovering in the air.
Angel tears, angel tears falling softly as rain,
In the morning when I awake, To the sound of birds by the lake. As I lay there looking up, Peace seems to fill me like a cup.
Galloping, galloping in the night sky, a pale dream horse and his dream herd float by. There's no sound from their hooves, There's no pound of their hearts,
JONATHAN NATHAN GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK
JONATHAN NATHAN GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK! Little Jonathan Nathan looked at his mama. “Juan wasn’t at school today.
Dancin' in Paris
I be awerkin' at fixin' dinner, and my man, he be awerkin' in the fields, and well, I just startin' inta dreamin' 'bout me a-dancin' in Paris.
Coronation (Haiku written by Mary Naylor July 18,2007 The butterfly drifts
Out of the sapphire shadows he creeps, and into the dead of night he seeps. In his prison grays, hiding from the light of day, they call him, 'Bandit.'
How do you like the roast beef? Great Glory! Is that what it is? Don't be blase'! Well, it's Roast Beef a la Blah!
Skeletons skip, ghosts dance, 'Trick or treat! ' 'Trick or treat! ' floats through the night.
Dark Lover (Adult Content)
Slender, willowy, her gown billowing around her, she waited, trembling. White flowers spilled over her like a wedding veil. The clouds were huge
Beggar lady, in the white mist, They say you carry a ragbag heart, hidden inside your rattletrap cart. I wonder, were you once loved and kissed?
As the ocean clasps the shore, As the sun warms the air, As the rain wets the earth, As the breeze embraces the trees,
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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 ...