Tserevo Koria

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

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful poem Neville capturing that peaceful place where you retreat to. This is also a tribute to Nikolai and his labour, building that dry stone wall with such skill. Skills past on to him from generations before. That wall will be there for years and years to come. Now that is surely something to ponder on. Long after we have gone Nikolai's wall will still stand proud.

Chris

[Neville]

Thank you Chris, you have clearly identified the source of my original inspiration for these words, many thanks for checking in.. you can just see the capping pan tiles below the sunflowers if you look carefully..... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

I will check it out when I am on the computer and not the phone. Images are too small for my eyes.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Tserevo Koria'
Neville,
Taking in the descriptive piece above with words and the sunflower
brightness helped me to understand a little your sweet little story.
It seems Slavic somehow with the bright sun and the stone wall with
a roof in background. Nicolai could be Russian or some such. The feeling
of an open air place of beauty and a place to dream and relax is threaded throughout.
It ended in a comforting way too:
'To protect those of us he loved
and lived within that perfect
Mountain harbor
We now call Tserevo Koria.
It sure sounds like a lovely place!
Blessings,
Kathy

[Neville]

Bless ya Kathy... and yes, tis my patch of heaven... somewhere I can chill and truly.....
read moreBless ya Kathy... and yes, tis my patch of heaven... somewhere I can chill and truly.....

Nevile

[Ana Papaya]

Beautiful poem. Wow. Reminds me of the little Macedonian villages that my family is from.
Stone walls, stone houses, stone 'barns. Different one for you Neville. I enjoyed.

[Neville]

I am so glad these word invoked pleasing recollections my friend, and particularly those you highlight here... tis a different world over there... Neville :)

[Ana Papaya]

Certainly is. I was born there and visit often. It's just such a different pace of life.

[Neville]

Hey that is so cool.. we plan on popping over to both Macedonia and Albania in September :)

[Ana Papaya]

Nice! :)
You should go to Ohrid. Beautiful spot.
Gorgeous lake. I was born in Skopje.
But my family is all scattered around the little villages.

[Neville]

how very lovely.. as you may have gathered, we have a mountain retreat in Bulgaria and try to get there as often as we can..

[Ana Papaya]

I've never been will have to make my way over there sometime. I always say I'm going to go but then get derailed.

[Neville]

yes you must go... central BG is better than the tourist spots by the coast.. or some of the less touristy coastal resorts are lovely too..

[Ken Simm.]

A story poem that is very visual. I almost see the poet in his life away The story of a writer feeling more at home away from home perhaps. At least I get that from it.
Ah I think I know who it is now. Now it fits for me. Excellent.

[Neville]

as I have said before, I reckon everyone has their own special place somewhere.. and Tserevo Koria is mine.. the image is mine too.. thanks for checking in Ken, your time and encouraging comments are very welcome and much appreciated.... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem. You create a place of beauty. I want to visit my friend. Thank you Neville for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

Bless you my brother and how I wish you could visit.. well actually, if you could ever get over, you would be more than welcome.. I have often thought of inviting a few poets for a chilled break.. just let me know... No kiddin... Neville

[Kelly Scheppers]

We are each tethered to a place where our hearts soar and our spirit is boundless. Thank you for sharing the eloquence of yours in the language of poetry!

[Neville]

how very true.....and thank you so much for considering these words Kelly....

[Mrudula Rani]

You are making me feel immensely homesick for the place, that is so far away.And for the love of people who make you feel safe and secure with their care.

[Neville]

ooops sorry.... tis a special place and so very dear to me... thank you for visiting.......Neville

[Mrudula Rani]

It is always a pleasure.

[Lydia Shutter]

The reminiscing here is filled with admiration and love. Such a place is what we all need in our lives. A place we can remember and smile. A place that made us feel we belonged right there...and no where else. So very lovely, Neville. Lydi**

[Neville]

Far too kind but am loving it... bless ya Lydi**......Neville

[emmajoy]

That's beautiful, truly beautiful. Reads like a place ruled by a man who knows his own destiny. Even in the UK the sight of dry stone walls mean an eternity built by a caring man... and in your world, tis the same.. your Nikolai is more than special - he cares, he truly cares. Heaven on earth described with great care.

[Neville]

Thank you so very much emmajoy it is indeed a very special place.....Neville..

[emmajoy]

You're welcome. For some reason I thought it was a small place in the middle of nowhere. The unusual name led me to 'Images'where are some very lovely and special places to visit.. lucky, lucky you. What an adventure

[Circe]

this was beautifully captivating, it's fascinating that you found the poeticism in the task of placing stones with such precision, it kind of says that you felt the place to be just right, with all its history and how well people knew it, the locals are true locals with all their knowledge and culture, it's a magical place where you can just take your time to enjoy the coffee and contemplate all the peace and beauty around you and be able to live deep in those moments.

[Neville]

Circe, I am amazed by your ability to read between & ouyside of the lines Circe. - The place I am trying to describe in this work is a little village situated in the 'Starra Planina Mountains & seemingly lost halfway up or down, it doesn't realy matter. There are no shops, pubs, post offices, or any other signs of civilisation for 2 milea any side. This includes no grafeitti, light polluntion or muggings. Are we lucky, sensible, or what?

Please excuse if this response is uninteligible, I have just dropped my daughter back at university & built x6 flat packs as part of the bargain. All Good Things for now, I will be in touch. N