Sandra Feldman


Sandra Feldman Poems

1521. Warning Alarm 10/4/2015
1522. Last Chance 9/17/2015
1523. Poetry Not A Mistake 9/19/2015
1524. Strange People 9/19/2015
1525. Thinking Of Tyranny 9/22/2015
1526. Delirium 10/1/2015
1527. The Governing Class Today 10/3/2015
1528. A New Begining 10/3/2015
1529. Simply Thinking 10/3/2015
1530. 9/11, Always Present 9/11/2015
1531. Let Freedom Sing 9/12/2015
1532. A Gift For All 9/11/2015
1533. Moods 9/5/2015
1534. That Touch Of Magic 9/7/2015
1535. A Different Kind Of Friend 9/7/2015
1536. Haiku 9/7/2015
1537. Beyond All Desire 9/2/2015
1538. Why So? 8/31/2015
1539. Campaigns For Fools 8/25/2015
1540. Foolish Tales 8/25/2015
1541. Waking Up 8/19/2015
1542. Oh Poetry! 8/17/2015
1543. The Joke's On Us 8/7/2015
1544. Resource 8/7/2015
1545. Political Salad Dressing 8/6/2015
1546. Think 8/7/2015
1547. All Of Us, Hopeless Losers 8/7/2015
1548. While Politicians Misinform 8/2/2015
1549. Write On 8/2/2015
1550. Love's Secret 8/3/2015
1551. The Art Of Thinking 8/3/2015
1552. Little Things 8/1/2015
1553. Healing 7/23/2015
1554. Raping A Country 7/24/2015
1555. The Camera 7/21/2015
1556. Reasons To Write, The Truth, Maybe? 7/15/2015
1557. A Rhyme 7/17/2015
1558. Gratitude 7/13/2015
1559. Hope Is The Last Thing Lost 6/20/2015
1560. Needs 7/5/2015
Best Poem of Sandra Feldman

Lonely Moon

The Moon will shine,
Without your smile,
But no longer shall it be,
A Moon that shines for me,
Gone are the days,
When you'd just stay,
So close, smiling at me.

The Moon is cold,
So I am told,
And winter's here for me,
When love is gone,
There is no Sun,
The Moon is all I see.

Oh lonely Moon, my lonely Moon,
Poor orphan in the sky,
Detached from mother Earth,
Your barren surface has no life,
No hope, no love, no mirth.

Oh Moon alone,
Made out of stone,
Rotating in the sky,
A phantom ship,
No life ...

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Miami

Miami has a pickle smell,
A smell that tells you all is well,
You enter in a restaurant,
And eat and eat all that you want.

And there is herring too, you know,
So white that it resembles snow,
'Light Bagels' with some cream and lox,
That even would please Mr. Fox.

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