D. Cooper2

"Dust, rising in spires, they cried out from their grave Unjust. Rocks, rubble, fires. In the heart of a city, Dying flames lit the night skies as hearts of the brave Gave their all; gifts of love, n..."

"A  Personal Letter to My Personal Muse I write and write, my dear, Stringing words, like beads, together Year after year after year. Stringing words  end over end, Not one word of which is new. Just..."

"No Strings Attached  (9-10-01)  --(Revision of "Beholden) I felt much like a puppet Whose strings were all unstrung. A lifeless, wooden muppet Whose songs were all unsung. I knew I had been castawa..."

"A Hill Too High Through life I am a walker. But, occasionally, I run, when I need To go faster. I often take The easy route On the flat roads Where the streetlights Make it seem safe. But occasion..."

"Some Reflections After Attending A Revival Tent MeetingWhy and by Whom was I given this mind With which to view life and explore it;The freedom to open the door to the wind,Or just close the door and ..."

"Wordsmith, woo me with your wares. Waft words of woe that make me weep. Then croon away my childish cares With lullabyes that make me sleep. Wordsmith, weave me wondrous tales. Send seas of stories w..."

"I was posturing ever so innocently At a party given recently. The kind that is given to impress, An excuse to fawn and overdress. The kind where rings and gold chains shine; Conversations about what's..."

"A Simple Handshake I will know when I have arrived Closer to where I want to be. When my touch is warm, And no cold fingers Hang me up In compromise. When a simple handshake, Willingly offered, And..."