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...

Saturday, January 1, 2011

she is...

who is she
this woman
of dark mystery
so tall
so straight
a woman
whose world they desecrate
has she been
might be her kin
has she seen
she looks like
an african queen
has she done
her life here
just begun
does she think
does she dream in blue india ink
does she feel
with her touch do you think
she can heal
is she
this woman of dark mystery
she is 
she is
she is


Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Wow. This one is intriguing on many levels. Love the image, too.

Zuzana said...

Beautiful.;) We are intriguing and mysterious and we have all felt and lived.
Happy New Year dear friend,


thanks trish - this is a repost from a long time ago but since i've always been intrigued by this image and she just seemed to fit in today, decided to do it again -


thank you so much zuzana for your always kind words here - but especially for just dropping by and reading my little things! wishin' you and yours all your wishes come true, dear lady!

Nancy said...

"she is us" - every woman ever born.


yes, she is -
us -