Flight Poem by Sandra Feldman

Can words transport?
Her's do.

A Poet, I do not know personally,
Has planted voyage deep inside of me,
Excited by the worded flight,
I read on with such great delight,
Her Magic Metaphors appear,
Sending my feelings out of gear.

The World she opens has no doors,
The land she writes on has no shores,
Unlimited, her verse is free,
Of all falsehood, banality
Poetic Fantasy is she,
A source of Beauty, Mystery.