Edwina Reizer

Rookie - 42 Points (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Edwina Reizer Poems

1. Once Again Poor Souls 3/13/2010
2. One Face 3/13/2010
3. All Alone 3/13/2010
4. The Butterfly 3/13/2010
5. One Beat Away 3/13/2010
6. Even As 3/14/2010
7. Silence 3/14/2010
8. The Corner Of My Eye 3/14/2010
9. A Piece Of Paper 3/14/2010
10. Thou Tiny Little Rosebud 3/15/2010
11. Can You Feel It? 3/15/2010
12. Solitaire 3/15/2010
13. Temptation 3/15/2010
14. The Rising Suns 3/15/2010
15. A Lonesome Corner 3/15/2010
16. The Road Ahead 3/16/2010
17. Jealousy 3/16/2010
18. Not The Yesterdays 3/16/2010
19. I'M Fine 3/17/2010
20. I Can'T Hear The Music 3/17/2010
21. Look Ahead 3/18/2010
22. History? 3/23/2010
23. Discovery 3/24/2010
24. Will You Hold Me Close? 3/26/2010
25. The Robin 3/28/2010
26. A Nocturne For Sinners 3/30/2010
27. Commentary On War 3/30/2010
28. Never Is Such A Long Time 3/31/2010
29. Dreams In The Cradle 4/10/2010
30. Clean Coal? 4/11/2010
31. You Don'T Know Me 4/22/2010
32. Renouncing 4/24/2010
33. Hunger 4/24/2010
34. I Shall Speak 4/24/2010
35. I Went To Heaven 4/26/2010
36. Unappreciated 4/26/2010
37. God Is Lonely 4/30/2010
38. Defiance 4/30/2010
39. Darkened Hope 4/30/2010
40. My Reasons For Doing 5/3/2010

Comments about Edwina Reizer

  • Elena Sandu Elena Sandu (6/24/2014 8:23:00 PM)

    Edwina Reizer, inspiring poet with so much depth and beauty, her pen melodiusly flows with words of truth, a special ink connecting to the heart, the eyes that lay on her poems would hear many whispers of the nature's tongue.

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Best Poem of Edwina Reizer

Beauty Of Life

I wonder as I look around
at all the beauty that I've found.
I've found it in the smallest places.
I've found it in the smiles on faces.
I've found it in majestic sights.
I've found it in an eagle's flights.
And as I've seen it with my eyes
I've slowly come to realize
that all the beauty that I see
belongs to you and belongs to me.

This beauty should be shared by all.
Each beating heart should never fall
Quiet, never to beat again
without the memory of where or when
it captured the sights it got to see.
For what is life?
What can it be? ...

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Once Again Poor Souls

Today is just like yesterday.There's nothing different now.
We sing. We dance. We hum a tune, but before the final bow
We recognize the sorrow. We recognize the pain.
And all the passing yesterdays still do remain.

We do not learn from past mistakes. We run from them instead.
They follow us with repeated footsteps, trampling hard like lead.
We can't outrun them though we try and then we wonder why
The rich stay rich. The poor stay poor and in the end both die?

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