Edwina Reizer Poems

Shred the evidence. Tear it to bits.
Make it a puzzle so nothing fits.
Do whatever you have to do
so the finger doesn't point at you.
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He walked the streets and found his way
between tall buildings gray.
He felt closed in by hardened cement
and knew he couldn't stay.
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Past days are calling to me.
I strain to hear the call
but all the ensuing days I live
make it hard to remember it all.
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Scour my face.
Brush lines away.
Pamper my skin
still youth can't stay.
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My mother, whose courage was like a rock
always mystified me.
She took that grit and bravery
that was always she.
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Who of us can escape death's scene
and if we could what would it mean?
Having to face a world gone mad
that can't seem to understand good from bad.
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Deliver me from darkness.
Deliver me from pain.
Deliver me from loneliness
and let love remain.
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Can you place your heart under the ground
and keep it buried there?
Or would it just burst forth like a skeleton
and try to come up for air?
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Why do I dream of impossibilities?
I wish them to leave my head.
Why don't I dream of practical things
while I am in bed?
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Have a toast and drink to me
and taste the sweetened drink.
And I, myself shall have a sip
before I sit and think.
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