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...

Friday, August 27, 2010

leave a note for me here while i'm away for a while...


Magic of Spice said...

Great song my dear...I am hoping that you are on a wonderful holiday perhaps?

Warden Files said...

Happy wanderings my dear, do stop and pick the odd wildflower if given the chance.


thank you my dear warden - and yes, i will "take" the chance and pick those luscious forget-me-nots which i so adore -

Zuzana said...

I am leaving a note hoping you are well.;) I am back from my travels trying to catch up with everyone.;)

Roger Gauthier said...

If ever you see one of those rare black orchids, leave it alone. One very rare variety dies soon after flowering. And when it dies, it goes in a dark red flash in the pitch-black night.

One of those days, Il will perhaps show you such an orchid.

Thinking of you, as always,


Space Lady said...

Hope you are having a sensuously luscious relaxing time of it, whatever you are doing, Gypsy.