Edwina Reizer Poems

She speaks to me so silently
and says what needs to be heard.
I hear the intent some of the time
and listen to her word.
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Do not pity me, my friend.
Do not pity me.
For I have always lived my life
the way I wanted it to be.
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Whose reality have we found ourselves in?
The reality given to us by those who sin.
Break out of it I say. There is a way.
Picture yourself in a world of peace
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The artist who hides the model's beauty
won't allow others to see
the beauty of the model who poses
hidden by drapery.
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She set the table with white linen cloth
and fancy dinnerware,
Sparkling crystal glasses with stems
and then she said a prayer.
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Dear one, how do I find the words,
the words I need to say?
Do they even exist my love?
For words can never convey
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Across the crowded room I'm in,
I look and there's a face.
Have I seen you somewhere else,
in some other place?
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If there was a wishing well
I would wish there were no hell.
I would wish that all were fine
and water, itself, could be turned into wine.
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Sweet nighttime pictures in my mind
have made it hard to sleep.
Can't I change them into dreams,
the kind I want to keep?
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My grandpa had an old armchair
he sat in every day.
I used to watch him silently
so I wouldn't be in the way.
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