Sandra Feldman Poems

Poems come
And Poems, go
But for me
They're, All
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I can hear
The inner music,
And,
I compose
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My palpitating gratitude,
Is Always alive for you,
As if it were a living heart
So grateful,
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Very often,
I feel very sad
Seeing,
Such injustice
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Blue is flight
Color of dreams,
And light,
As sunset rose
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What am I to write about,
Today?
The feeling of Nothing,
With nothing to say?
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Oh Poetry
Redemption, Consolation
Of so many disappointments,
Fled, from broken Hearts,
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Burning up Bridges,
Even before
They are built!
We are in a period
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You sculpt your words,
With a Golden Pen,
Remake, the Earth,
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Homemade, Chicken Noodle Soup,
Will conquer the world,
Mother and child will bind,
In a culinary shrine, an experience
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