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...

Thursday, September 9, 2010

she was not afraid...

there was nothing
          she did not shrink
that he could tell her
          his words did not deter
that she did not
          he was her lot
already know
          her love she did bestow
and yet she stayed
          for his love she had prayed

was not

previously posted on another blog but seemed to fit here today - please enjoy! 


Roger Gauthier said...

I do remember this post very clearly, dear Jenean. And still more what I answered

I would say I still think the same, well, almost... The magic of the words linked with this image (think of the image's title!) forces it upon me. They will both suffer, oh very yes! But she will suffer more, she's bound too. How could it be otherwise?

There is no happiness in love, this guy Aragon said.


Nevine said...

Oh, how I loved the two scenarios going on, here. Jenean, you certainly have a flair for the artistic... and the dramatic. So absolutely lovely!



roger, and i remember your response to this piece the first time, too - it's true they may both suffer - but - she stays - and is unafraid - love conquers all! :)


i like the back/forth too, nevine - and every time i do one - which is very infrequently, i wonder why i don't do more :) for your kind words, i am always grateful!!!

Glynis said...

so..so...poignant and stirring. all I can say is *sighhh* loved this xo


greetings, glynis - oh, thank you so much - words such as yours always make my own days - thank you, dear lady!

Glynis said...

This is lovely. The image would go so well with a passage in my novel. Your words express a little of a moment in my MC's life.
I was drawn to it straight away.


oh, greetings, glynis - so wonderful to have you following along here and i hope you'll check out my other blogs as well, particularly my poetry one at words unspoken - i must say i found your blog captivating and look forward to many visits! ;) welcome!!! and thank you for the kind comments!