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Isabelle Cooper


Driven


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

Submitted: Friday, December 10, 2010
Edited: Friday, December 10, 2010

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