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...

Monday, June 29, 2009

i dance...

I have stretched ropes

from steeple to steeple;

garlands from window to window;

golden chains from star to star,


I dance.


Butternut Squash said...

Today was a good day for dancing. My six year old and I tried the waltz and wiggle. Peace.

gypsywoman said...

hmmmmm....neat! children somehow keep us on track with what's really important!!!

Anonymous said...

I love the free spirit of Gypsy folk.

Nora Johnson said...

What an interesting post! Arthur Rimbaud is such an intriguing figure! As`a teenager (your photo above), he was described by Hugo as an "infant Shakespeare" but gave up creative writing (with his lover Verlaine) at 21 and died of cancer at merely 37! What a brief but impressive life!
Have a great Tuesday!

Anonymous said...

Thank you for dropping by my site. I really needed a visitor today! I began blogging about a year ago. I like what you are doing here - keep at it!

gypsywoman said...

NORA - yes, isn't rimbaud intriguing!!! i love his story - his lifepicture - and there is just SOMEthing about the photo of him that is breathtakingly beautiful i think - thanks for dropping by - please do again soon -

gypsywoman said...

KISMET - i've always been a free spirit in many ways - and i think the gypsy metaphor is so apt with all of us - do come by again soon! jenean

gypsywoman said...

and MOONS - i SO know what you mean about "needing" a visitor - me, too!!! so yours is more than appreciated - and please come again soon - let's visit! jenean

and thanks for complimentary comment - it really is just stream of consciousness things in which i find beauty or wisdom or fun or whatever -

Keith said...

I love dancing. I'm not that good at it, but I still enjoy it.

gypsywoman said...

keith, you have the right idea - dance isn't so much about technique and feeling and fun i think! so just get out on the floor or where ever - and enjoy!!!