09 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

10/09 St. Peter’s Basilica, Rome Italy


It was an early arrival into Rome.  I had in my pocket a few phone numbers and a couple of addresses handed to me along the way.  After two attempts at one of these addresses there still was no answer so I obtained a map and began walking towards Saint Peter’s square.  I jumped on to the subway surprised to see all the graffiti.  Unnecessary scars.  As I entered the St. Peter’s courtyard I heard whispers, like the voices of the past that never really left.  Each pillar that surrounded me gave me the impression they were watching my every step.  (more…)

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09 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 068 Bless those hearts


Bless those hearts, who wish me well, who bring words of beauty back
no make believe, or mockery but everything, a rose should be

So beautiful, my little rose, who waits for spring, till love proposed,
Keep your thorns, save that sweetness, for awhile
and in that perfect date, unfold, spreading easily, that smile

Beautiful rose.

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09 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 069 Merciful God


Merciful God, forgive me, evil thoughts run through my mind
and I have followed in their direction, too many times
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through

Merciful God, forgive me, all those things that I have done
I never stopped and thought of consequence, only thought of having fun
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through

Merciful God, forgive me, I have avoided many things
Though given the opportunities, I still let it slip away
I place my faith, my love, my soul in you, for I know that in your guidance, a light will see me through

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