Thomas Koron Poems

On this bed of roses my teardrops fall,
As clouds begin to darken in the sky,
And vines have grown across the garden’s wall.
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Spending our time where people loudly talk,
We wave to friendly faces from afar.
An empty glass leads us to slowly walk
Through the crowd, as we step up to the bar.
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I found pleasure in every direction,
As I wandered mystified through the fields.
A snapdragon captured my attention;
Possessed with the sensation that it yields.
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One summer night, in the month of July,
After the heat of the day had simmered,
The moon softly glowed in the starlit sky;
And your beautiful blue eyes had shimmered.
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By the darkest shadows in the moonlight,
A werewolf creeps through the woods as it stalks.
This beast is such a terrifying sight;
Thirsty for blood, upon bare feet it walks.
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Last night I had dreamed,
About all things horrible,
Housed under one roof.
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At dusk we shall bask in the veil of night,
Covering all that the eye ever sees.
A cloak of clouds masking the moon so bright,
As bats fly in circles above the trees.
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In your earliest days, I had seen you
Look across the room from a rocking chair.
Over the carpet, you would crawl to where
Very small toys were gathered in your view.
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[Cecilia's aria from 'Duke Randolph']

A candle burns in the window,
To light up his way back to me.
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Beware of the shining eyes in the dark;
Dreaming by day, at night it never sleeps.
Its sharp claws dig in deep, leaving their mark
Upon every soft object while it creeps.
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