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, October 25, 2010

words unheard...

i cannot say aloud the words
that fill my heart
yet rip my soul apart

i cannot say aloud the words
that if I said
would leave us both dissolved instead

i cannot speak
in voices heard my love for you
yet in my silent screams I do

i cannot speak
of life within our stolen time
for we both know you are not mine

love unspoken
words unheard

i cannot live
a loveless life
so i go on in secret strife

i cannot live
in time stood still
yet all I have is life unfilled


Roger Gauthier said...

I am speechless, gypsy woman, I am speechless and cannot help but ask myself: are you happy?

You are burning

You are burning and this may be a form of happiness... if ever there was happiness in passion.

I pray for the wind to die down so I can hear you whispering. But am I losing touch? What I really hear is the icy contact of packed snow on my face when I fall a last time.



oh, but dear roger, yes, i am happy - i truly am - i find happiness in many many things and ways - and i AM happy - that is not to say, however, that a part of my heart remains apart from those things - but even in that part of my heart, i am truly happy and grateful for what i have experienced - for the love i have - even that which cannot be openly disclosed or lived - you know, so many many people never have love - never know love, are never loved by the one they love, even for a moment - and i am so grateful for that touch, that moment, scant though it was in time - but in measure, immeasurable - please do not think that i am unhappy, for i am not - and for that part of my heart of which i speak, you see, i live here, in my words, all those things that i otherwise could not - and then, there are dear souls such as you whose own words add such caring and comfort to me - how could i be unhappy? and of you, roger, i pray the wind will soon end, too - and bring a gentle warm breeze to wrap your weary spirit - in the meantime, do come to the campfire here, and sit - and warm yourself - you will not fall here - thank you for your lovely thoughts, sir!!!

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

This is so profound with emotion that of course you are happy, of course you are alive. Only a Leo can feel this depth.

Susan Deborah said...

jenean, words so powerful as these can only come out a heart that loves deeply and profoundly. there is something that is struggling within you. sometimes guarding that something is quite becoming.

i wish you love, joy and happiness always,


dearest susan! your words always bring a smile to my face because you, too, for your depth of understanding each and every time! and you know, i wish you always, too, much love joy and happiness, my friend!!! it is always so lovely to have you come by and i thank you! ;)


and dear trish, you know me so very well - inside and out - a true sisterspirit you are!!! ;)