we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - share our stories around the campfire - come along -

this site is simply a streamofconsciousness rambling of words and images in which i find meaning and beauty - there is no organized order of thought or format -
poetry painting and writing on love and life and things thereof from the heart and through the eyes of a louisiana gypsy spirit travelin' roads less traveled...enjoy -


My photo
A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for the RISING SUN... loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary... born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]

to dance with life

to dance with life
come dance with me...

Thursday, November 13, 2008

without you

the sun no longer

warms the earth
the moon no longer
casts its glow
the stars no longer
light the night
without you

where once there was light
where once there was heat
now there is

without you
there are no songs
to be heard
no poems
to be read

without you

my heart
cannot beat
my eyes
do not see
my lips
kiss not

gypsywoman 2008


...that deepest thing, that recognition, that knowledge, that sense of kinship, began the first time i saw you and it is the same now, only a thousand times deeper and tenderer - i shall love you to eternity - i loved you long before we met in the flesh - i knew that when i first saw you - it was destiny - we are together like this and nothing can shake us apart...

...with you, i want to be just like a blade of grass, that moves as the air moves it - to talk just according to the impulse of the moment - and so i do...

...the most wonderful thing is that you and i are always walking together, hand in hand, in a strangely beautiful world, unknown to other people - we both stretch one hand to receive from LIFE and LIFE is generous indeed...