Isabelle Cooper


Isabelle Cooper Poems

1. Beyond The Province Of The Mind 1/19/2008
2. Dandelion 1/19/2008
3. The Natural Boundaries Of Hope 1/19/2008
4. Since You Are Gone 1/19/2008
5. A Brightness So Real 3/10/2008
6. After Taste 3/10/2008
7. A Rose For Us (To Yeats) 3/10/2008
8. Banquet For A Kill Joy 3/10/2008
9. Before The First Kiss 3/10/2008
10. Beginning Today 3/10/2008
11. Body Of Evidence 3/10/2008
12. Different 3/10/2008
13. Choosing 3/10/2008
14. Crying 3/10/2008
15. Darkside Of The Moon 3/10/2008
16. Players 3/10/2008
17. The Doors 3/10/2008
18. Shapes 3/11/2008
19. Safe And Sound 3/11/2008
20. Restless Visions 3/11/2008
21. Reminiscence 3/11/2008
22. Risks 3/11/2008
23. Searching 3/11/2008
24. Sky 3/11/2008
25. Smokey (A Poem For The People Of London England) 3/11/2008
26. Stranger 3/11/2008
27. Youth 3/11/2008
28. With Me 3/11/2008
29. You 3/11/2008
30. Forever 3/11/2008
31. Trust 3/11/2008
32. Once Upon A Time 3/11/2008
33. We Climbed The Bald That Day (A Poem For Johnny) 3/11/2008
34. Who Knows? 3/11/2008
35. Gypsy 3/11/2008
36. Gifted 3/11/2008
37. Future 3/11/2008
38. Go-Away 3/11/2008
39. Friend 3/11/2008
40. Rejection 3/11/2008
Best Poem of Isabelle Cooper

A Yellow Dress For Sale

A yellow dress for sale
Worn only twice
As good as new
At a very low price

I bought the yellow dress
With such a happy heart
I Didn't see then

How my true love

And I could ever part

I wore the yellow dress
with a white rose
in my hair

His eyes were everywhere
But not on me....you see

I lent the yellow dress
To my friend to wear
I helped to pin a white rose
In her brown dark hair

His eyes did stray
Not a time my way

Not a word or glance
Between us two
He danced with her
that long ...

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Dandelion

Think you the dandelion have thoughts of self improvement?
tries perhaps to be more like the pionie
dreams of just once being in the flower show
and dazzling all who go

Winning plaudits and admiring oh's
putting to shame the rose - who knows?

During the winter one dandelion in the grass and the heart swells

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