29 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 065 Leaves of autumn


Leaves of autumn, burning through the gray, your leaves, that reluctant branches stray
how many seasons, has this tamed heart known, the bright leaves, lying where the flowers grown
this world grows cold, as crystal and as clear, as a leaf, in season falls this year

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30 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

09/30 Freiberg, Germany


I found a gorgeous room in Fribourg that overlooked the main square that surrounded the church.  It had a lovely café out front and was an ideal location to watch foot traffic and to catch up on my journal.  There was a gentleman who showed up playing the harmonica and really put on a show.  Talk about envy, “I wish I could play like that”.  (more…)

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    Usually behind a cup of coffee waiting for the world around me to wake up I entered today’s thoughts about yesterday’s activities into my travel journal. I’m not a writer, so I’ll apologize in advance if I jump around or seem confused. These are just the thoughts of a young man who left his possessions behind and who believes that getting lost is how one finds oneself.

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