Edwina Reizer Poems

It seems we wait and wait and wait
for something all our days.
And the time we spend waiting
provides us with delays.
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What is it about a fireplace
that draws you to its flame?
Is it the warmth created
like a sun that came
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Come quick. Give me your hand.
Let us go walking on the white sand.
We must go early before the sun's high
for then comes the time when our feet will fry.
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The water was cold, the waves fierce
but she plunged in anyway.
For she needed to cleanse her soul once more
on this bitter day.
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I shall lie among the weeds today
And forget the beauty of flowers.
For they are too precious to my eyes
To waste on lonely hours.
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All was quiet, nary a sound.
Yet there seemed to be something around.
The halls were vacant, the rooms quite bare
but the presence of something was always there.
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I bought myself a little fan
and placed it next to my bed.
I didn't buy it to keep me cool.
I bought it to clear my head.
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Children of the poor
ever since your birth
what is it you have known?
What is it you are worth?
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She walks the boards in Atlantic City
Oblivious to the looks of pity.
She sleeps under the boards in Atlantic City
with a cat she found. She calls it Kitty.
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A heavy heart must be treated with care.
It must be made to feel as light as air.
Oh that this were easy to do,
I would do this thing for you.
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