Isabelle Cooper


Morning Devotional - Poem by Isabelle Cooper

And the day devours me now
Eating from inside out:
And the clothes line holds the dreams
Of last night neatly hung

See the sunlight on the grass
That comes to the wall
And cannot pass

Hear the palm fronds rattle
Dry as the tongue
That cannot speak it‛s grief

Last nights moon moved up the sky
Dissolved the night in loneliness and tears
And Left the world an empty drear expanse

And one soul was there nestled
As at the bottom of a well

Dispassionately, with wrapped attention
Stir coffee in a cup
From inside out or outside in
Inexorably being all used up


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 29, 2013


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