Sandra Feldman Poems

What moves a Poet
Towards, contemplative
Open Skies?
The liberties
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Without Poetry,
Life would be
So very trite,
A melancholic
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Ahh,
The writing heart
And thinking brain,
How lucky poets
...

How thrilling
And revealing,
Love is.
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When loving
And sensitive hearts
Speak,
We must not pay them
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Words
Have a special
Music
That by Poets
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No great Empire
Escapes
The putrefaction
Of Decadence
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Who will be able
To convince
The judging Public
Best?
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Some live,
In inexplicable fear,
That, of never finding love,
Or having it near.
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How,
Do you become
A poet?
And is it
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