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, May 24, 2010

the bull and the flower...

he was her magnificent mighty bull
and she, his colorful desert flower
they lived and loved in ways untried
always their hearts would be their guide

chaos and turmoil when they wed
but love and passion made their bed

the wild nature of the bull led him astray
the desert flower looked to others for her stay

but she understood the heart of her beloved
and his heart loved only her, his beloved

each wanting needing loving the other
in ways neither one could another

and so it was that the heart of the mighty bull
remained with the heart of his beautiful flower

they called him diego
and his beautiful flower,


Zuzana said...

Beautiful tribute to one of the most unlikely, evocative, diverse and passionate couple there ever was.


thank you zuzana - yes, they were truly the most of all those things - a couple unlike most others, for sure! and their work, magnificent!

Ignacio Santana said...

Hola!!! tu amable visita y comentario a mi blog, lo que considero todo un honor, me ha permitido conocer los tuyos y observar la gran sensibilidad que demuestras en lo que haces.

Muchas gracias por ello!!!

Un abrazo desde Canarias, España!!! ;)


Hola y muchas gracias por venir y dejar una nota - por favor siéntase libre de visitar mis otros blogs debe estar tan inclinados - i encontrado el fascinante, ignacio -