Sandra Feldman


Sandra Feldman Poems

2001. Mystified 9/27/2014
2002. Beautiful Poetry 8/22/2013
2003. Thinking Of The Real Artists 8/24/2013
2004. Have I Ever? 8/4/2013
2005. The Politician 7/29/2013
2006. Of Self And Men 7/3/2013
2007. What Am I To Do? I Love You 7/11/2013
2008. Mal D'Amour (A Broken Heart) Or Where Is Freud When I Need Him 7/23/2013
2009. Evolution Not Revolution 7/2/2013
2010. Tenderness, Tendresse, Ternura 5/26/2013
2011. Song Of The Lonely 3/16/2013
2012. Fusion 4/14/2013
2013. Poets Are Different 12/17/2012
2014. Poets Cry 12/3/2012
2015. Life's Song 10/22/2012
2016. Simply Poetry 10/23/2012
2017. Poets Communicate? 2/1/2014
2018. The Encounter 1/8/2014
2019. Today 9/24/2013
2020. Paradiso (Paradise) 9/29/2013
2021. Tired 9/17/2013
2022. Always 10/28/2013
2023. Despair 10/15/2013
2024. Words Of Pain 6/4/2014
2025. Blue Tears 5/8/2014
2026. Pity 5/11/2014
2027. Love In Motion 5/11/2014
2028. Not A Sound 5/9/2014
2029. Fragile Is The Flesh 4/19/2014
2030. Poetically Happy 6/21/2014
2031. Difficult To Decipher 6/22/2014
2032. Only You 6/7/2014
2033. Happiness A Fantasy 3/19/2014
2034. No Good In Solitude 2/15/2014
2035. Thinking About Our Inmortality? 2/25/2014
2036. The Force Of Destiny 3/14/2014
2037. What Is A Poet? 4/4/2014
2038. Maybe 4/6/2014
2039. A Riddle? 4/5/2014
2040. Poetry Should 4/10/2014
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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