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 -

THE GYPSYWOMAN WORLD

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...

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

the holy trine


they come

they come
their hearts upon the drum

they come from another place
another time
from the dark recesses
of our mind

and soar on wings unseen
the tribal elders to convene

they speak in
voices still unknown
to the lion upon the throne

and from their kingdom come
the will of them be done

by the gods’ design
of the holy trine

the human to extol
and have our souls made whole

so we must now our sins atone
and in the end we’ll be shown

the way to die without death
and breathe again another breath

they come
their hearts upon the drum

they come

our
will
be
done

10 comments:

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Love this, Gypsy. You outdid yourself again.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, thank you, trish - still feelin' a bit like being in a dark cave, but at least with a glimpse of that magnificent light - thanks in no small part to you, dear lady! ;)

Ed Pilolla said...

come is a quite a powerful word. you use it explosively here.

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

She sure does use it powerfully here!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

greetings, ed! wonderful to have you drop by as always - and thanks so much for your kind words - you're right about that word being powerful and i think the message of life and of the universe deserves/requires powerful words - thanks again for coming by, ed!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

trish :)

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Wow! Wow! Wow! So powerful!! The rhythm of your words just grabs me by the heart...This is simply incredible! So good to visit with you again...I've really missed you. You know I love you, jenean! Thank you for your beautiful words on my blog!! ~Janine XOXO

GYPSYWOMAN said...

and i, you, my dear sister!!! i, you! please come whenever and as often as you can and in-between, know that you remain in my heart and thoughts, dear dear lady!

Nevine said...

Jenean, I so loved the rhythmic power of this piece. It sounds like an invocation... a spell... a prayer. It feels like a spirit... that drives. Beautiful and so very YOU, Jenean!

As an aside, please excuse my absence, these past few days. I have been sporadic on the web as I've been back at work for a little over two weeks, now, and have been quite overwhelmed. The dust is finally beginning to settle.

Nevine

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, thank you so much nevine - yes, i do have a penchant it seems for this type rhythmic verse - especially of late - must be something in the air - and/or my dreams! ;) wonderful to have you drop by - and please, i know all about life getting in the way of our bloglife at times - can be a real bummer - but things do even out after a while, don't they? ;)

have a great remainder of the week!