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Caroljo Nagel Poem
Music, is like a cloud singing to the sun, as it passes by.
It calms the water on a windy day.
The trees sing, and the wind smiles.
Do you think, they listen to each other?
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2006
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Caroljo Nagel Poem
I saw him alone, in his' own little world.
Eyes pinched together, barely able,
To see over the edge of infinity.
I watch him.
Not with my eyes, but with my soul.
My heart aches.
It opens.
A single drop of blood falls, in an anguished cry.
His' blanket, fell at his' feet.
Snow, danced around the body, and,
I could almost hear them laughing.
Were they merry,At knowing he had strayed from his' broken state?
I watched, and I scratched my mind,
On a whisp of barbed wire.
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2009
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Caroljo Nagel Poem
The story that I am writing,
Could easily be true.
It could have happened,
To either me or to you;
In a mail room somewhere,
A letter lays unread.
On the front of the envelope,
This is what it said:
"A Letter To My Darling"
The envelope was old, and tattered with years.
On the pages, they seem to still be, wet with tears;
"In a fox hole my darling", that's how it all began,
"We were running from the enemy,
And it was more than I could stand.
"In A Letter To My Darling."
"I toss and turn, unable to rest.
I love you so much, cause to me,
You are the best;
I don't want to die, in this unforsaken land.
But, I have my faith in God,
And here is where I"ll stand."
"In A Letter To My Darling."
As the last page was folded,
They were choaking back the tears.
And each one began to wonder,
How it lasted through the years;
Then on the envelope, some words began to appear.
"Thank you", it read, For all the latters you sent me.
Signed, "A Letter To My Dear."
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2009
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Caroljo Nagel Poem
Music, is like a cloud singing to the sun, as it passes by.
It calms the water on a windy day;
The trees sing, and the wind smiles.
Do you think, they listen to each other?
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2009
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Caroljo Nagel Poem
Thirteen stricks the clock.
Cob webs dance in the corner of darkness;
Cats are always on the prowl, and ghosts,
Still scare little kids in their dreams
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2009
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Caroljo Nagel Poem
" Yah I'm the candy man, broke my sack.
got your money, can't have it back.
took you heart, and broke it good;
Can't cry for you, I never could.
Leave me alone oh, did I say,
That if you don't, you'll pay, and pay.
I killed you once, you did not die;
Good by dead meat, I said good by."
"Saturday,police discovered the body of a young man.
There are no leads in the case, at this time. And,
Police are asking that all...
Copyright © Caroljo Nagel | Year Posted 2006
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