Isabelle Cooper


Driven - Poem by Isabelle Cooper

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It does not matter
How I have been driven
What gauntlet took up
What gauntlet threw down

I Found little birds in hiding
I found rain slick pavements-
Sodden bushes

Winds tormenting the eaves
Teasing inside!


I found webs

Silence in sun

Chasms too wide
Mountains too high

I have walked past forever
And morn’s not given

Hankering and hungering after the moon
I settle now for a lonelier heaven

And sink to surety at last


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, December 10, 2010


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