Sandra Feldman Poems

In a World of Imbecils,
Idiots are King,
Is that not
What we've got
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Fresh lilies cut
On a summer afternoon
Whiteness and purity,
Angelic, dust
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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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Does the good spirit
Live on
In the kind things
We do?
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