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

12/10 Amsterdam, Netherlands

I knew we had reached the Netherlands when the standard blue or green trains turned multi-colored.  Two guys had hit us up in the train station soliciting us to take a room on their boat.  I preferred being in the heart of the city where access was easier and I could be closer to the coffee shop I decide to write in, but Jenni kind of liked the idea of being on a boat.  I was leaving in a few days and felt that getting her acquainted with another group of people was also a priority.  (more…)

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

Poem 098 Where went the loveliness

Where went the loveliness …….  I know you by, do I know the place
lost in all perfection …….  no longer shy, a dance without that grace
Pretty little dance …….  around we use to spin, a subtle touch …….  our eyes were one, we wandered like the wind

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