12 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 026 To play in life


To play in life, a singing song, the hands of a vanishing moon
is reaching out, my heart’s loose strings and draws it up in tune

That loving touch, I’m missing, my love I lost through tears
is reaching out, I saw you go, hasn’t vanished through the years

And now, I’m truly lonely, among but still alone,
though the strings, of my heart, so well in tune, has lost that loving tone

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16 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 027 Becky, Huck and Tom


Becky, Huck and Tom, running along the muddy banks, singing pirate songs
Arabs and elephants I can see, these old ways are best for me
three candles lay and a nickel paid, dirty clothes and forced to pray
oath of robbers, we’ll never tell, I choose to ignore these dinner bells
Arabs and elephants I can see, ain’t no matter, best for me

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16 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 028 With the wind and bending reeds


With the wind and bending reeds, the flowering grass and scattered weeds

where the clouds pause when passing by, only lend their beauty to the sky

…….  My heart grows fond in deepest bliss, love embrace the wilderness

In the distance I can hear some birds, the silence broken by their song

my sprit knows, I can’t put in words, how my soul knows it belongs

…….  My heart grows fond in deepest bliss, love embrace the wilderness

Above where leaves dance on the tree and upon the birds their wings

seems these songs are sung just for me, sounds that say a thousand things

…….  My heart grows fond in deepest bliss, love embrace the wilderness

Of my soul in these veins of air, another breath in nature’s song

death by inches, when I’m not there, how my soul knows it belongs

…….  My heart grows fond in deepest bliss, love embrace the wilderness

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17 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 029 A journey through the pieces


A journey through the pieces, isolated by the sea, this place of inner solitude, has adopted me
and though dreams may come and dreams may go, I’ll keep this picture painted in my soul, my Swedish family

A picture framed with smiles, on faces of compassion, of my shipmate and his princess, his queen and her captain
standing in front of the many white sails, you could see the winds come and go
and our captain’s eyes had stories to tell or many journeys and rainbows

Look around, he told me, I already found the pot of gold and I’d give every last wish for eternal time
if this was the end of my road, don’t let yourself be, like the others, never letting their feet touch the ground
maybe you have to grow as old as me before you’ll understand

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17 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 030 Are you in love my lady


Are you in love my lady or are you waiting for something more, then please my lady come to me,
let me open up the door

I know my love is strong enough, you’ll see my love is true and if you keep an open heart, I know, you’ll love me too
I know that life is very special and I know the songs you sing, so how could I, let you pass me by,
not knowing what I bring

I bring you flowers, this summer’s day, so when you’re down, you’ll hear me say, I love you, I love you, true
I know that life is very special and I know the songs you sing, so how could I, let you pass me by,
not knowing what I bring

I bring you warmth, on winter days, so when you’re cold, you’ll hear me say, I love you, I love you, true

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