Sandra Feldman Poems

Drifting, drifting, drifting away
Dreams come, night and day
Getting, getting, getting away
From life's reality
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Oh Love,
Incomparable
Love!
The deepest throb
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My whole day is spent in Poetry
Reading, writing
Rhymes that come and go,
Mysteriously,
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I write my soul away
It makes me pass the day
In loneliness,
Time's penitence,
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There is an invisible link
That makes all poets
One,
The unlimited Love of Verse,
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I don't take Poetry lightly
It is very intense and deep
Passionately steep,
Very much alive and resilient
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A World
Where dreams don't shatter
And goodness goes ahead,
Where Lies are not what matter,
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Dust,
Doesn't always stay
In the Dust Bin,
We humans fabricate it too,
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Because poets can dream
The moon is made of lace
Sea of discovery,
The world of fantasy
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