Inside a Closet

My heart hides inside a closet,
Sometimes comes out like a shadow
And reveals my soul in a sonnet.

When a fire in my breast is lit,
It burns with ember’s glow.
My heart hides inside a closet.

And it is quiet,
Lets ardor grow
And reveals my soul in a sonnet.

I would not regret
What my heart already knows.
My heart hides inside a closet.

I’d find the source of it.
Like from where verse flows
And reveals my soul in a sonnet.

Nothing can really hit
Home like feelings written down.
My heart hides inside a closet
And reveals my soul in a sonnet.


Chopin

You play Chopin softly while I sleep,
Nowhere to go in the pandemic
We hold on to each other to keep.

In youth we would blessings reap,
Love came easy and quick
You play Chopin softly while I sleep.

A world of losses deep,
Neither of us stricken sick,
We hold on to each other to keep.

The curve of deaths is steep.
Time has stopped its tick,
You play Chopin softly while I sleep.

You miss a beat.
Playing piano ecstatic.
We hold on to each other to keep.

Amid the notes a couple leap
and in my mind stick.
You play Chopin softly while I sleep,
We hold on to each other to keep.


Marjorie Sadin is a nationally published poet with poems in such magazines as The Little Magazine, Blaze Vox, Big Windows Review, and the Jewish Women’s Literary Annual. She has five books of poems in print including a chapbook, The Cliff Edge, and a full length book, Vision of Lucha about struggle and survival, love, death, and family. Recently she published a chapbook, Struck by Love.