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, January 20, 2011

the shadow bird's spell...

the shadow bird flies

through moonlit skies 

casting softly his spell

on those burning in hell 

can he not forgive 

those souls who do live 

one life at a time 

regardless their crime


Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Eerie! Image really fits, too.


hello, alex - oh, you know when i wrote these little words, i really wasn't sure what they meant but like most everything, they mean something different to everyone - had to search a bit to find just the right image but this one does seem perfect - thanks so much for coming by and for your own words! have a glorious day!

Sixpence and a Blue Moon said...

wow! the photo and words is a perfect match. i love this. i can relate to so much of what you write. i wish i felt comfortable sharing my writing. some of it is so dark i am afraid of how others might interrupt it.:)

sending hugs and love your way!


oh, thank you so much, sixpence!! but, listen, have you learned NOTHING from coming here, dear lady!!! ;)

never be uncomfortable sharing your thoughts, your writing - if someone doesn't get it, that's ok - it's on them - if someone doesn't like it - that's ok - it's on them - and it someone mis-interprets it, that's ok, too!

for my writing, when someone asks me what it means, i usually respond with "so what does it mean to you?" - because it may really mean something different to someone else - it's all about perspective, isn't it? - so, please, do feel free to share -

your comments here are always so kind and insightful - and i thank you for them! hugs and love back! ;)