Sandra Feldman Poems
|2681.||A Happy Poet||11/11/2017|
|2682.||The Moving Sea||12/6/2014|
|2683.||The Loving Rose||1/3/2015|
|2688.||Nuit D'Amour (Love's Night)||11/9/2012|
|2689.||The Right To Be Free Inspired By This Pharse 'All Of Mankind Should Be Free' Written By My Dear Friend And Poet Luareat, Valerie Dohren||6/18/2013|
|2691.||A Look Of Love||12/24/2012|
|2695.||A Different Love||3/9/2014|
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 ...
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.