Megan Cooper Poems

Lying within the soft waxy grass,
My eyes gently close.
I think of us beneath the trees,
Beneath the dark green grove.
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Basically I was just experimenting with this one.Tell me what you think.

This is the day God has made,
And I am alive and fee.
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This might be confusing. In this poem I am referring to rain as sin, and the world as my backyard. As the rain comes down I am so amazed by the look of it, I don't see how it is affecting my room. Hence as sin enters my life I am so amazed by it, I don't see what it is really doing.

Looking through an open window,
The world is standing still.
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Hands held out, tears streaming down,
Staring out an open door.
Knees buckle and gravity pulls me,
Knees hard on the stone cold floor.
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Tiny thumps from within my beating heart,
From your constant reminders I shall never depart.
For ever here, and here I will stay,
Until your memories softly fade away.
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Why, or should I say how, did you go through it all?
As I sit pondering how I never heard your calls.
You called out my name,
In my time of wrongfulness and shame,
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