Three Poems

This is a SATB setting of three poems by Matthew Cory. If you would be interested in helping me record this piece, email me at jordan@jcroberts.org

I. Cinquain

beneath

her veil of smiles

and charms are vestiges

of vows no longer meaningful,

but missed

II. Widowers

A sullen bluebird wails a hymn

Alone atop a white capped limb

While midst the sunlit drifts of snow,

Its mate lies hushed, interred below.

Behind the scene, I see your stone

And live your death again; I moan,

Besieged by latent misery,

Then join the songster’s elegy.

III. Coronation

At dawn, winged trumpeters present

His majesty as eyes turn east

And gaze upon his grand ascent

To heaven’s throne. A royal feast

Of scenic views illuminate

When golden scepters strafe the earth,

While evening’s minions hibernate

And morning celebrates rebirth.