02 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
Disrobed down to a child, I’ve dreamt outside the gate, no feathers for this head I lay, no pride, nor fear, nor hate,
the world is my home, yet, I’m so alone, imprisoned by the wait
Far inside the day has risen, deep inside echo’s a cry, as if a silent voice from heaven,
was seeking out, this place I lie
I stood beside the table, for a scrap to fill my plate, then melted into the night alone, no pride, nor fear, nor hate,
the world is my home, yet, I’m so alone, imprisoned by the wait
Far behind the day has ended, in the breath of another day,
with a withered body & tired feet, I seek out, a place to lay
The world is my home, yet, I’m so alone, imprisoned by the wait
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06 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
Weight of the darkness, surrounds me, north winds begin to blow,
but the spell of another has bound me and I cannot go
Though the storms, she’s fast descending,
and the rain has turn to snow,
still I see no bending and I cannot go
Clouds upon clouds, above me, my steps are becoming slow, though I tried, I still could not see and I could not go
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09 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
Bless those hearts, who wish me well, who bring words of beauty back
no make believe, or mockery but everything, a rose should be
So beautiful, my little rose, who waits for spring, till love proposed,
Keep your thorns, save that sweetness, for awhile
and in that perfect date, unfold, spreading easily, that smile
Beautiful rose.
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09 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
Merciful God, forgive me, evil thoughts run through my mind
and I have followed in their direction, too many times
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through
Merciful God, forgive me, all those things that I have done
I never stopped and thought of consequence, only thought of having fun
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through
Merciful God, forgive me, I have avoided many things
Though given the opportunities, I still let it slip away
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through
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10 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
Outside the walls and across the river, it took hours to bring down the bricks down
we painted ours red and adorned with graffiti but still on the outskirts of town
then between the horns of the golden alter, stood the emperor, robed with the sun
a white horse, a red horse, a black horse, around the obelisk and down the stretch they come
The locust rose out from the smoke, awoke the dragon and his seed
not a crucifix but a silent witness, change their words, the emperor decreed
they said they were singing a new song but it was the same that I heard before
Babylonian vines, Egyptians wines and images you just can’t ignore
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