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...

Monday, November 30, 2009

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Saturday, November 28, 2009

what the world needs...



Don’t
ask
yourself
what
the
world
needs.
Ask
yourself
what
makes
you
come
alive
and
go
do
that,
because
what
the
world
needs
is
people
who
have
come
alive."

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

be not afraid...





















We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.

Monday, November 23, 2009

somewhere...


















somewhere
something
incredible
is waiting
to be
known

Saturday, November 21, 2009

love is the flower...

























“What was it that John Lennon said? 
Love is the flower you’ve got to let grow.’ 
Let it grow already, 
and quit trying to legislate it!” 

- wonder woman -

Friday, November 20, 2009

little gypsy girl...


with eyes full of light 
and a smile shining bright
a mind full of questions
innocence without confession
time for you now little gypsy girl
open wide your arms let your wings unfurl
ride your spirit high to places thus unknown
you're the queen of your domain sit upon your throne
looking forward looking upward
seeking finding your reward
little gypsy girl

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

the earth and the winds...














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

Monday, November 16, 2009

a walk through the valley...



there is no easy walk 
to freedom anywhere, 
and many of us will have 
to pass through the 
valley of the 
shadow of death 
again and again 
before we reach 
the mountaintop 
of our desires...

Sunday, November 15, 2009

the river sanguine...



softly o’er the rippling river
the earth’s life giver
crept the pale moon orb
the heavens to absorb
casting shadows sanguine
the blood of mankind
upon the dappled shore
the cycle repeats forevermore

Thursday, November 12, 2009

i believe...


i believe that 
imagination is stronger than knowledge -
myth is more potent than history -
dreams are more powerful than facts -
hope always triumphs over experience -
laughter is the cure for grief -
love is stronger than death -

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

the music of writing...



to me, 
the greatest pleasure of writing 
is not what it's about, 
but the inner music that words make

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

that subtle something...

it is not so much for its beauty
that the forest makes a claim 
upon men's hearts
as for that subtle something
that quality of air 
that emanation from old trees
that so wonderfully changes
and renews a weary spirit -

Monday, November 9, 2009

la gloire du soleil


always here
always there
always everywhere
no beginning
and no ending
always here
always there
always
every
where

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Friday, November 6, 2009

the gypsy moon...



his long lean arms
reached upward
stretching
searching
upward toward heaven
reaching for her
coiling
curling
circling
embracing the glory
that was her
clasping
clinching
clutching
her orbital beauty
that lit his dark nights
lighting
illuminating 
and so they lived 
each in the love of the other

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

the autumnal sacrifice...


and so it is
the cycle reclaims
its past and future
repeating reduplicating recapitulating
the fallen heroes submit
in crimson veneration
rendering resigning reconciling
their mother trunk
deprived once more

robbed raped ravaged
with barren branches
limbs and stems

requiem reposes remains
defoliation complete
at autumnal equinox

regrowth renewed rebirth
and so it grows

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

the road to truth...

there are two mistakes
one can make along
the road to truth -
not going all the way
and
not starting...

Monday, November 2, 2009

echoes...
































e c h o e s
of dance
f r e n z y
and trance
p a s s i o n
to desire
s p i r i t
on fire