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, February 25, 2010

she's a gypsy girl...

she’s a gypsy girl
gonna take your heart
for a twirl and a spin
then she’ll crawl right
down under your skin
ride you outta your restless day
corral you down in her savage night
gonna love you good
with all her might
she’s a gypsy girl


The Abbot said...

What a strange image.

staceyjwarner said...

your voice is perfect for the image...

much love

Rick said...

wild abandon in nearly slow motion. ~rick

Susan Deborah said...

The image looks quite wild and frenzied, so much like love when its overflowing and naughty (!!)


Protege said...

I always wanted to be a Gypsy girl. The whole idea of flowers in your hair, long colourful dresses, music and dance and nomadic life.;) And freedom.;
Have a lovely Friday,


oh, trevor, i don't think "strange" - perhaps wild and wanton? :)


thanks stacey! i loved this image of nolde's and thought it was perfect for this piece -


hey rick! so how are you these days? and where? yep, wild abandon! just the ticket on cold snowy days!!!


dear dear susan! you have SUCH a way with words, lady!!! love it!!! thanks so much!!!! :)


and zuzana - all you have to do is just "do" it - whatever "it" is - and you certainly already have the hair of a gypsy girl! beautiful!
so, just go forth and gypsy!!! ;)