Sandra Feldman Joy Poems

Pleasure,
Like no Other
To be Poet,
Love of Freedom,
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There is something so
Mysteriously ineffable,
And untouchable
About Poetry.
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You can't force
Anyone,
To love
Or enjoy
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My whole day is spent in Poetry
Reading, writing
Rhymes that come and go,
Mysteriously,
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You fill my days,
You fill my Night,
And when I see you,
All is right,
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Loving you, a lot!
Now, then, all the time
Why not?
Is there anything softer
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"Rencontre"
Reencounter
When Poetic Hearts meet,
Come upon
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Potentially explosive,
Adoring Greek gods,
Poets defy,
With their rhythmic cry,
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The joy of you,
It goes right thru,
My life and all its stages,
The light you give,
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We tire of everything,
Like spoiled children,
With their toys,
Except from True Love,
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We can't help it,
Can we?
The Joy,
The electrifying action,
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Love searched and then fulfilled,
The Greatest of all Thrills
Be still, be still, oh Souls!
Joy be praised!
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