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 -

THE GYPSYWOMAN WORLD

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, March 26, 2009

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Oh,
my love
my darling
I've hungered
for your touch
a long lonely time
and
time goes by
so slowly
and time
can do
so much
are you still mine?
I need
your love
I need your love
Godspeed
your love
to me
Lonely rivers flow
to the sea
to the sea
to the open arms
of the sea
lonely rivers sigh
wait for me
wait for me
I'll be coming home
wait for me
Oh, my love
my darling
I've hungered
for
your touch
a
long
lonely
time
and
time
goes
by
so
slowly
and
time
can do so much
are you still mine?
I
need
your love
I need your love
Godspeed your love
to me
unchained melody

first time ever i saw your face

the first time
ever
i saw your face
i thought
the sun rose in your eyes
and
the moon and stars
were the gifts
you gave
to
the dark
and
the empty skies
my love
to the dark
and
the empty skies -
the first time
ever
i kissed your mouth
and
felt your heart beat
close to mine
like the trembling heart of a captive bird
that was there
at my command
my love
that was there
at my command
and
the first time
ever
i lay with you
i felt your heart
so close
to mine
and
i knew our joy
would fill the earth
and
last till the end of time
my love
it would last till the end of time
my love
the first time
ever
i saw your face
your face
your face
your face

deliver me

you
should know
that all things
in the world
are impermanent -
meeting
inevitably
means parting -
do not be troubled

for this is the nature of life -
diligently practicing right effort

you
must
seek

deliverance
immediately -
in the light

of wisdom
destroy
the darkness of ignorance -
nothing is secure -
everything

in life
is precarious -
always
wholeheartedly
seek
the path of
deliverance...


From the Buddha Shakyamuni's final teaching,
the Parinirvana Sutra

sometimes...

when you're
READY
for a
change
and
you kind of know it,
but
haven't admitted it,
when it comes,
not only
are you surprised,
but it may hurt a bit
- unless
you remember the READY part
- because there is simply no
CHANGE
that might ever transpire in
TIME
and
SPACE
that happens before
you are fully able to use it
for your own
GROWTH and GLORY
- so just act like
you have
personally requested it
and
SOAR
- because truthfully
YOU DID
and
honestly
YOU CAN!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

the journey.........

it's a short trip

to that

perfect place

within

yourself...


every cloud...


has a silver lining


Sunday, March 8, 2009

my job

being me -
loving giving seeking finding -
evolving -

hark now...


hear the sailors cry
smell the sea and feel the sky
let your soul and your spirit fly
into
the

mystic...




YOU
you've loved
and lost someone else
i can tell
by the way
you carry yourself
baby if you'll let me
here's what i'll do
i'll take care
of

YOU...

october 2009

now how can i tell you
that i love you
how can i say so many words
and so many syllables
such a short space of time as this
just turn it on and
soak it in and
let it run
off the walls...

rescue poem

when he diagnosed
my case
it left me with little
hope
you have an invisible telephone booth
around yo u
he said
it is the glass hard cardamon
whispers cannot penetrate
glass of cutout tongues
and spider tracks
of the turn of a bolt one thread
and of the distance
one hammer blow drives a nail
the space of a snake's forehead
and the diamond ladder
of a window washer
a shadow foot between
the real foot and the gound

he smiles at my disease
says he would like to put
his arms around me but cannot
reach around the whole invisible
telephone booth
we walk through the night
trailing lizards
our heads are filled
with fat wet moss
black camels walk around
and through our eyes
stamping on the city streets

we thread needles with out thin bones
and sew streets together
trying to hold them in finger pockets

i cannot get near you
he said
that telephone booth being in the way
really was the dial tone
the sound of ruby acorns pelting a roof of elbows
busy busy
the help signal gone crazy
reaching to years of hurricane weather

here are the tools to chop down
an invisible telephone booth
an apple inside the ear
a bucket of blood
a hammer made out of beetle tongues
a saw made from parts of the cheek
teeth chipped out of the navel
diamond breasts and
a silver penis

well you came with strange luggage
a man from your own trust company
a bag full of incredible instruments
you looked at the doctor and said
i'm a specialist
is she the one with the invisible telephone booth
she the one nobody can get near
she the one who stands naked inside it
making long distance calls for help
and has linemen out everyday wrecking
their instruments on this invisible glass?

yes, you had a bad with
apples rolling inside your ears
shaking their seeds into eustachian tubes
and down alimentary canals
buckets of blood were capped with silver
fish skins and sloshed inside the black bag
carrying hundreds of small initials
your hammer of cricket tongues
tapped itself to sleep
waiting for the big job
the saw made of all the soft parts of
a cheek sharpened itself against eyebrows
teeth chipped out of the navel were
ready to bite
and diamond breasts with hard nipples
rubbed against the silver penis
causing the fish eyes to glow

you set to work at once
on the telephone booth

need i say the obvious
that you found the door
that no one else had tried the door?
an obvious solution to an obvious problem

come in
put in your silver nickel
your pennies
quarters
dimes

come inside
these invisible walls

join me
on the silver
wirey
inside...

author unknown...

let me talk then...



forgive me
for addressing you so personally
the you i address
melts as fast as a snowflake
like talking to a burning coal
imbuing the fire
with life
as it has a life glowing
in front of you
how can i say
i do not communicate
with
the

FIRE

it does not respond
in my language
neither do you

let me talk then...
it is my way of
OFFERING
LOVE...

author unknown...

earthshadow...

the gypsy's religion...

i believe we each have the light within us -
i believe in me - in love -
i believe in sharing - in helping -
i believe in dreaming and in imagination -
in synchronicity and serendipity -
and i believe

in
the power
of
belief...

the me of me favorite things...

men with intellect/wit - the scent of a man - that look - touching - silence - laughter - tears of joy - the sun - full moon - starry nights - the smell of rain - challenges - the search for wisdom - wordpictures - insatiable curiousity - random acts of kindness - my children - my life -

the me of me favorite hot spots...

other galazies - parallel universes - lucid dreams - truth - hope - love - imagination - belief - my mind - you - your mind - your eyes - your mouth - your hands - your arms - the moment right before - anywhere i am - anywhere you are - any beach - any island - any mountain - roads less traveled -
t
o
d
a
y

yesterday...




y
e
s
t
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r
y
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a
r

Friday, March 6, 2009

2009

who
knows
where
the
TIME
goes...