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, March 15, 2010

the children speak...

come live inside my fettered dream
and hear the ancient voices sing

the cloven tongues of fire
do sit upon the blended choir

sounds of rushing mighty winds
the elder prophets now do send

the red orange orb embarked
turns now the day to darkest dark

and moonbeams bleed in random flight
their crimson silence in the night

on earth below the gods invoked
spew forth the blood the fire and smoke

and in these days of blackest nights
and nights beset with
radiant light

the children speak in words unknown
and with their visions all is shown

the day of knowledge fully come
the signs from heaven now are done

come sit beside the raging streams
and see the wonders of the ring

come live inside my fettered dream

Thursday, March 11, 2010

touch inside...

touch inside my ancient cave
feel yourself feel your way
do not fear the dark of day
cast aside the voices’ say
touch inside and with me stay
touch inside

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

love hardcore...

i’m gonna give you
what it is you need

show you what
it means to be free

gonna give you
what it is you want
make yur heart crumble
like a french croissant

then i’m gonna give
what it is i want
gonna take you
on a little pleasure jaunt

i’m gonna give you
what it is i need
gonna love you long
like a well-rode steed 

it don’t matter
who you had last night
ain’t gonna let you
outta my sight

don’t make no diff’rence
what you had before

it’s what you got now
that’s love fa'shore

love hardcore

Sunday, March 7, 2010

alabaster moon...

you were there when i awoke
alabaster shell in azure night
i lay in slumber slight
watching waiting not to provoke
silent leaving taking flight
your absence my heart’s blight

Thursday, March 4, 2010

you let me be...

you let me be
the things i’d long forgot
held me close untied the knots
without a scheme without a plot

you gave me back
who i was before

but didn’t know no more
the one who’d shut that door

you got me back on track
of who i used to be
who i was to me
the gypsy wild banshee

you wanted me