Sandra Feldman Poems

I want to know
And I want to
Understand,
What makes anyone
...

Verbal Flowers, words that bloom,
And enrapture with their tune,
Perfumed Roses fill the space,
Colors mauve, yellow and red,
...

To feel what another
Has written and felt,
An illuminating miracle
No less,
...

There we stood,
Three feet apart,
In the silence of the hall.
Nothing mattered, not at all,
...

In the USA, today,
Every day a grand new Win!
Nothing really is a sin,
That's the democratic, Way
...

The dark side
Of the mind
Is, irrational!
...

Who taught the Poet
How to write?
Who taught the Bird
How to sing?
...

You have to love language,
As much as poets do,
It's kind of an obsession,
Bigger than you,
...

The simple life,
Someone to love
That loves you too
A love that follows,
...

A poem has to be
Sincere,
No flimsy veil
Should hide
...