10 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

07/10 Kuopio, Finland

I darted around from one small town to another and eventually followed a young lady into Kuopio.  She explained that she had been traveling in Germany for the past few weeks and was reuniting with her boyfriend that evening.  We kinda hit it off and she went out of her way to call a few of her friends to see if they could accommodate me with a room.  She found me a beautiful cottage alongside one of the many lakes.  I understood the cottage was her parents or an Aunt but they, like most the folks this time of year, were away on holiday.  (more…)

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

Poem 022 So beautiful

So beautiful,
to see your eyes smiling, enchanting, such a view, yet closeness brings out shyness and I know that isn’t you,
or maybe it’s the language, not knowing what to say but it really, makes no difference, I know you anyway.
To speak is not important, to see, to know what’s real, to touch, to feel each other, to learn, that love is real

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

Poem 023 Wrapped in silence

Wrapped in silence, deep and still, an ear waiting on that somber voice
within the shadows arose a chill, came a vision to rejoice

Across the moonlight like angles sing, danced the sweetest harmony
what beauty, what passion brings, she touched my heart and set it free

From her hand the subtlest strokes, painted an ardent mood
and in that moment the silence broke and pierced thy inner solitude.