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...

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

the earth and the winds...

forget not
that the earth
delights to feel
bare feet
and the
winds long
to play with
your hair


Susan Deborah said...

Very true. Where do we walk with barefoot these days. Only in the beach and that is occasionally. The contact is so vital to us as well as the earth.

Another lovely one.

Love and joy always,

Roger Gauthier said...

Cute... and don't forget about the ants climbing up your legs, and treacherous little thorns piercing the sole of your feet.

How's that for poetry?

Roger G.


susan, you are so right - and i'm the queen of barefoot - still can't bear shoes on my feet summer or winter!!! and dancing, forget about it!!! have to be barefoot to "feel" the music!!!


oh, roger, you are such a mess!!! and so funny! and i can speak only from a personal perspective, but i've never really been bothered by all those little nothings - cause the joy of being barefoot far exceeded a little ant or a little sticky-poo!

Marlene said...

oh I love walking barefoot...I love the feel of the hardwood floors against my feet and the grass under my Oaks...I walk on a trail here by the beach that is windy..and it feels like heaven..makes you feel alive!

Deboshree said...

Where oh where do you get such lovely pictures from????


Once again, your words fill me with a zest for life and a desire to be alive to my fullest possible extent.

Lots of love


there's not much that's better than going barefoot for me either marlene - just feel as if i'm touching "me" when i'm barefoot - oh, and grass under oaks and a beach trail - be still my heart!


now, just take off those shoes, deboshree!!!

Gingeyginge said...

Good evening you have an award at mine, dear lady...


oh, gg - thank you! you're so sweet and thoughtful! have a great day!

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Oh, such a beautiful thought!!! Wish it were warmer...I'd go outside and dance in bare feet!!! Gorgeous piece of art to accompany your simply amazingly beautiful words! I am always inspired here, dear friend! Love to you~Janine XO


oh, hi, dearest janine! so how are you? i'm gonna be going over to your place manana - don't think i'll make it today - but, anyway, thanks for such a sweet note as yours always are! hope your day has held you all in SMILES!!!

artquest1 said...

The barefoot on the grass and the wind in your hair might have required a bit of commitment if that tropical storm hit you last week (it got us down South a bit earlier) Oh well, mud between your toes can be just as nice as grass sometimes.

Protege said...

What a beautiful place.;) I too am a gypsy at heart.;) And an absolute fan of the Pre-Raphaelites.;)
Thank you so much for stopping by my place and your kind words are much appreciated.;)


oh, hi bob - and you are so right about the commitment and storm - and also right about the MUD BETWEEN MY TOES - can't believe you said that, because it truly is one of my most favorite tactile things and about which i have many many wonderfully happy childhood memories [much to the total chagrin of my mother who dressed me in starched ironed frilly little white organdy pinafores!!!] - thanks so much for coming by and please come again! have a great day!


good morning zuzana [what a beautiful name!] - thanks so much for coming by - please feel free to drop by here or at any of my other blogs at your leisure - have a wonderful day!

The Watcher said...

A full deck beckons.
It is a few years since I felt the sand trickle through my toes alas!


oh, dear trevor!!! that will never do! you must stop whatever you are doing and wander out barefoot onto the bare earth!