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, August 9, 2010

a west texas dust storm kinda love...

i want me some
west texas dust storm
kinda love
i want the kind that 
rams into me like
a gale force wind
comin’ in 
striking me with
all its fury
knocking me out
of my arid reality
penetrating through
the outer layers
past the buffers
in between                   
i want the kind that
shows no clemency
movin’ me
in ways inexplicable
entangling my hair
stinging my eyes
stirring my heart
ripping my soul apart
ramming deeper and deeper
grinding down and round
oozing into that deep dark
core of no return
i want the kind that
drives the gusts
of love unbridled
transporting me from
the lifeless illusion
and hard dry surface of
my existence
suspending me in time
eroding all of what was
depositing what is into
the lush oasis of love
unknown before
                    piercing the heart
                    piercing the flesh
yeah, i want me some
west texas dust storm
kinda love...


Anonymous said...

Me, too, Gyps! But mine doesn't hail from West Texas! You out there, Big Boy, you know who you are....bring it on, Baby! Loved this prose, J. Much more profound than it appears at first glance!

mapstew said...

Try not to hold back so much! :¬)


Rick said...

Hey GW! must be somethin in the air. I was in Amarillo the last two days and my thinkin was rollin on the same tumbleweed.
Oh yeah, Baby

Susan Deborah said...

Ah! Gypsy, so much passion in here. Sometimes the passion holds us than we holding it.

Love always,

Deb Kirkeeide said...

ummm... yes. I'll take an order of that as well!

love it!

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Wow. Passion as only a Leo can experience it! Nicely done!


dear dear cousin! thank you for recognizing the words more covert message - and for appreciating the more "fun" message! ;)

and i second the emotion: hey you out there big boy - you know who you are! bring it on!



and mistermap - yes, timidity is something on which i work daily in my life! especially my personal life! it's a curse! ;)


hey there rick! oh yeah! amarillo and tumbleweeds - and west texas air - west texas everything, including love! great to see you, mister! come again soon!


dear dear susan~ what would life be without passion? the nectar of the gods! ;)


ditto, deb! great to see you!


leo passion - so right, trish!
second only to that of - well, actually, not sure it's second to anything else!