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...

Sunday, May 30, 2010

PEACE AND LOVE TO THE GULF COAST


VISUALIZING
- BEAUTIFUL BLUE GREEN WATERS -
the observer has an effect on reality - 
our thoughts have the capacity to change physical matter

Saturday, May 29, 2010

shine on...solar storm today...


Yeah
we all shine on, 
like the 
moon
and the 
stars
and the 
sun.

~ solar storm today ~
~ see sidebar ~

Friday, May 28, 2010

floating free...


floating free floating high
in the dark night sky
rising in its own time
pure perfection at its prime
casting sparkling slivers
upon the black waters quiver
 
the golden globe the blessed ball 
does surely all
enthrall

Thursday, May 27, 2010

she is a different place...















she
comes
from a 
different
place
the mask 

of time 
leaves not 
her face
tears of 

crimson 
leave 
their mark
her heart 

beats to 
the tune 
of dark
into the 

shadow 
world 
she walks
her refuge 

now 
the cry 
of the hawk
she goes 

to 

different 
place

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

where was it?


where was it?       
i cannot remember the place
when long ago a minute or so
i first saw your face


but i cannot forget you
the way your eyes touched my soul
with never a spoken word
and made me feel once whole 


i cannot forget you
the way your smile caressed my heart
with never the touch of hand
i knew we ne’er would part

Monday, May 24, 2010

the bull and the flower...



he was her magnificent mighty bull
and she, his colorful desert flower
                   
they lived and loved in ways untried
always their hearts would be their guide

chaos and turmoil when they wed
but love and passion made their bed

the wild nature of the bull led him astray
the desert flower looked to others for her stay

but she understood the heart of her beloved
and his heart loved only her, his beloved

each wanting needing loving the other
in ways neither one could another

and so it was that the heart of the mighty bull
remained with the heart of his beautiful flower

they called him diego
and his beautiful flower,
frida
 

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

the gypsy weeps...



















her eyes in midnight velvet
black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
                   
secrets hid in her red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as
the gypsy weeps

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

the way of the reach...


there are two ways
to reach me -
by way of
kisses or 
by way of the
imagination
but there is a hierarchy -
the kisses alone
don't work

Friday, May 14, 2010

lost days...


we should
consider 
every day 
lost 
on which
we have not
danced 
at least 
once

Thursday, May 13, 2010

those eyes...


those eyes
reach

through time
into the heart
and
soul of mine
make me
feel so fine
like the
sun’s gonna
shine
all the time

those eyes
reach

Monday, May 10, 2010

who i am...















so who are you
gypsywoman

i cannot bear the world to see
                    who i ‘m not but want to be
i’ve just been playing solitaire
                    to live in love i do not dare
while i profess to love forever
                    i’ve loved another really never
i know you know it’s been a while
                    and i cannot resist your smile

so who are you
gypsywoman  


[inspired by a dear friend who knows who i am]


TODAY MY PLATE WAS VERY FULL AND I WOULD LOVE TO SHARE WITH YOU
SO PLEASE DON'T MISS  MY OTHER TODAY'S POSTS BELOW! 

the lovers...


he thought of her constantly
knowing she was his
gave him comfort 
he had never known before
it soothed him when nothing and
no one else could
it eased his mind
softened his life
it had not begun that way
in the beginning
she was just another object
to him another something
that belonged to him
but with the passage of time
with the passage of his life
his life without love
without hope
without
his casual relationship with her
deepened and grew
with each thing he lost
each person who left him
every thing that escaped him
with every piece of himself
that he lost
he came to think of her more
to depend upon her presence
in his life
she was always there for him
no matter what or when
she was the one constant
in his life now
she would never leave
never hurt him
she offered the
only hope he had
and so it was that his feelings
toward her grew deeper
and deeper still
and when the final loss came
as it was sure to do
the final blow of blows
when he had no one else to turn to
no where else to go
for comfort
for sanctuary
for forgiveness
for love
she was there for him
as he had always known
she would be
she was his
nothing could change that
she gave him all the things
he had never had
she gave him hope
comfort
offered him forgiveness
when he held her
gave him sanctuary
when he touched her
all he had to do was
do the deed
and
she would take him
where he would never
suffer again
forever
and so it was
that on that day of days
he brought her to him
one last time
he looked at her
longingly lovingly
as he held her close
he held her gently
as lovers do
close to his heart
his shattered heart

and then

he
pulled
the
trigger

*in loving memory of bobby horton

Sunday, May 9, 2010

sweet sweet clover...


got me achin’ and hurtin’ all over
think i want me some of that sweet clover 


got me hurtin' with all that sweet flirtin'
got me achin’ an’ my heart’s all shakin’

achin’ in places sun ain’t seen
ain’t no need ta be so mean

hurtin’ in places love ain’t been
since i don’t even know when

achin’ hurtin’ ain’t there no end
all this ill i can’t comprehend

got me achin’ and hurtin’ all over
gimme a taste o’ yur sweet sweet clover

whisper all them little sweet nothin’s
come on now and gimme some lovin’

happy happy mother's day...


i wish you
peace and love

Friday, May 7, 2010

my men...

I only have
'yes' men 
around me. 
Who needs 
'no' men?

Sunday, May 2, 2010

shall we dance...


And we should consider 
every day lost 
on which 
we have not danced 
at least once.