Isabelle Cooper

Alone With A Dream - Poem by Isabelle Cooper

From a really true dream
wings are grown
And the dream it will

But the second hand dream
With its engineered wings
Is destined
to die

Hand crafted dreams they will not fly-

As the built wing-
(by skill of such logic)
is fated to die

But nature builds truer
by mysterious plan
And rules for us grandly
far more than we can

Comments about Alone With A Dream by Isabelle Cooper

  • Rookie Chitra - (7/12/2008 9:23:00 AM)

    a novel way of writing about dreams
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  • Rookie - 0 Points Edwin Robinette (3/10/2008 2:49:00 PM)

    Full of deep thought and a very interesting idea! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Maura Hunt (3/10/2008 2:17:00 PM)

    oooooo, very thoughtful....people can really write a lot about dreams, .....keep it up. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 23, 2014

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