06/15 Dublin, Ireland

15 Jun 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

06/15 Dublin, Ireland


The clouds were telling no lies, this time they opened up and delivered rain.  Bicycles were now out of the question, so we planned on thumbing our way south.  We were hardly out of town when Jim started whining again.  He’s like one of those thimble banging monkeys.  Once his key gets turned there’s no way to turn him off, until his springs loosen.  (more…)

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Poem 009 Will you forget me

15 Jun 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 009 Will you forget me


Will you forget me, when times turn, so tender? licking the wounds, saw so deep
when dreams of our youth, fade out of splendor, will we, lose the sky, when the sun goes to sleep

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