Edwina Reizer

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

Edwina Reizer Poems

1921. A Search For Lost Love 7/4/2010
1922. The Walking Dead 11/3/2010
1923. A Closed Book 6/13/2010
1924. Lost Youth 1/31/2011
1925. Fire, Fire 6/8/2010
1926. London Bridge 10/24/2013
1927. Ballad Of Martin Luther King 5/10/2010
1928. The Little Red Schoolhouse 7/10/2010
1929. A Grain Of Sand 7/4/2010
1930. Sister, Sister 8/30/2010
1931. Judgement Day 3/19/2010
1932. The Dream Of Real Serenity 7/6/2014
1933. Monarch Butterfly 2/22/2013
1934. A Portrait Of Beauty 5/22/2014
1935. A Boy Or A Man? 6/17/2010
1936. You'Re My Sunshine 9/4/2010
1937. Just The Two Of Us 8/30/2010
1938. Ballad Of Langston Hughes 7/6/2010
1939. Those Special Moments 7/8/2011
1940. Mother Earth Cries Out 10/19/2010
1941. Ode To Dreams 7/26/2010
1942. Atlantic City 5/1/2010
1943. Laugh Out Loud 4/1/2012
1944. America, My America 3/22/2011
1945. Emotional Loss 11/25/2013
1946. Unfair 12/9/2013
1947. Sound Waves 5/2/2011
1948. The Game Of Life 8/23/2011
1949. The Ballerina 12/10/2010
1950. Amelia Earhart 3/6/2014
1951. Survival Of The Fittest 7/7/2010
1952. The Death Of A Tree 4/30/2010
1953. Liar, Liar Pants On Fire 12/2/2010
1954. A Ballad For Helen Keller 4/16/2010
1955. What Is Family? 8/3/2012
1956. Beauty Of Life 5/14/2010

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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A Mixed Breed

I have the blood of a white man,
My papa's blood that is.
I have the blood of a black woman,
My mama's blood that is.
And so my blood is a mixture
Of blood that's hers and his.

It courses through my veins each day
With its color imbed.

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