Tserevo Koria
Here in Tserevo Koria
Where I feel most alive
I sup alternately upon
The scent of wild thyme
And strawberries
Before scalding my mouth
On the first of many
Strong black coffees
Drawing and almost
Drowning on the breath
Of a brand new day
Today, I still remember
That steaming hot summer
When Nikolai built
The old stone wall for us
In less time than it took me
To write a single poem
And even then
Long after the sun
Was directly overhead
He seemed quite content
To place each stone and rock
Precisely where he knew
I wanted it to be
He also shed less sweat
Than those of us who
Sat and watched him labour
He knew of course
That wall of his would eventually
Be offered as a gift and serve
To protect those of us he loved
And lived within that perfect
Mountain harbour
We now call Tserevo Koria
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Neville (
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Good to read such lovely warm memories of a favourite place and time your pen verses so well Neville - -- a fine first read of my day and thank you muchly.
Hey good mane and thank you for visiting these words Fay... Neville
Always my pleasure.................
Good fond write Neville.
Thanks Goldfinch60.. yes indeed, it is about my little Bulgarian retreat..... Neville
A delight to read Neville - just looked at a video of a 4by4 drive in the area - it looks like a beautiful place.
How great is that, I never knew such a video existed.. Yes it certainly is most beautiful.. many thanks Michael..... Neville
Here's the link - pity it was filmed at the wrong time of year.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JAdZGjKDzmA
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A fine write N.
That's fine then innit.... Cheers orchidee....
Neville
With Edwards advice I watched them race through, a place you have painted a even better picture too.
Should be on my list to visit, I dated a lady from Bulgaria. It may of only been 3 months but we definitely changed each other lives and hearts. Your word for love is quite wonderful
Much peace and respect
Thanks for the images
Thank you Dan.. yes Tserevo Koria is the name of the village where my second home is... and under the circumstances you describe, you are probably already aware Bulgarian is not the easiest of languages... and yes again, obicham is a lovely word.....Nastrave, Neville
Encouraged by daredevil M.E.'s comment i found the 4x4 vid on you tube and what an adventure, almost falling off steep slopes, crossing a river and the railway track too.
Yet another video took me thru the rain drenched town (they deffo need drainage) which looked very nice.
Really pleasant reading your words today filled with nostalgia and romance of an obviously treasured former time in your life.
Yes, how amazing was that...thanks for reading my words and for the subsequent research... I do tend to get quite nostalgic about the old place and try to get over there every 6 weeks or so.... Neville
I googled and found Tserova Koria is in Bulgaria. Just prior to going to England for college, I visited the Eastern European countries, including Bulgaria, capital Sofia.
I will forever remember the old charm of, Odessa, St. Petersburg and Budapest
Your words stimulate these memories so well
Thnx
you are more than welcome and I am more than grateful to ya.... Neville
Beautiful write, really conjures up vivid imagery of a beautiful place
thank you... yes.. it is a most beautiful place... N
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