Cory Fox Poems
Boys and girls, take your places It's time again, I'm sure you know To wear your happy faces Because we all love a good show
Jagged, bitter edges hide Fragile lies about to break Transparent fools trapped inside Each to make the next's mistake
Fragments and Run-on Sentences
'I pray for you more than me Now life is never dull The two of us have worlds to see I think you're beautiful'
Quintet II: 'Numb'
Tell me the tales of a heart so scarred By a love so deep and surreal That the words of the minstrel and bard Never came close to what I feel
Space for Rent
Hello Mr. Banks See that boy with his head in his hands? Ignore those restless sighs he's been making He's been running from you for half of his life
His labored breathing hissed As such a spiteful spirit sought My blood spilled on the floor Well, what are you waiting for?
Church bells echo down the river run Father rises with the Sunday sun He won’t miss a day He sings hymns loudly on the chapel floor
Fish of a Different Color
Big fish and small fish Swimming here in this pond Fast fish and slow fish And now one is gone
Beloved Father, Husband, Friend Your compassion was more than many could muster Your place in our hearts nothing shall rend Nor will your legacy ever lose its luster
Quintet I: 'Blind'
Should gold be had from lead Forge me a lavish crown Because it need not be said What makes the world go round
They tell me that they care But I know what lies beneath Once they see my nightmare They're lying through their teeth
Candle in the Wind
Bewildered and frightened, I walked one night Unsure of whether to run or be still When my eyes beheld such a welcome sight- A lovely candle, glowing on a hill
I see her tears and part of me dies And pray that hope is reflected in me But the emptiness in those hazel eyes Is the only reflection I see
Quintet III: 'Deaf'
My eyes ablaze, I ride my white horse
Through pestilence, famine, death, war
Vowing to fight for better or worse
As if it was worth fighting for
I'm charged with one scared lamb, bleating so shrill
I'll give my life before it dies
But how could I not realize
A thousand more lay just beyond the hill