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, April 23, 2011

the cruci-fiction

hey daddy i don’t wanna fall down
hey daddy I don’t wanna fall down
don’t wanna sink and forever drown
don’t wanna sink and be hell bound
hey daddy i just wanna be found

hey daddy I don’t wanna fall down
just wanna live on hallowed ground
wanna be saved and heaven bound
wash ‘way all my sins and git me a crown

oh daddy won’t you come on down
come on down and let me be found
oh daddy won’t you come on down
come on down and take me to glory town
wrap your love ‘round me and love surround

hey daddy won’t you save me now
hey daddy won’t you save me now

but how you gonna save me
when you ain’t around

hey daddy where you at
hey daddy where you at


Sixpence and A Blue Moon said...

Sometimes I wonder about the meaning of life. I'm not so sure, what I believe about destiny. Do we really have a choice in the choices we make? Why are some lives constantly gasping for air while being pulled under with so hurt and pain, while others seem to be on a life raft that never deflates? I know you know what I mean. :) Strange the paths our thoughts travel...

Trish said...

In the end, it all seems to come down to her deepest beliefs. From those deepest beliefs, we write the scripts of our lives. Beautifully done, Gypsy. And hey, this illustration is priceless!


yes, i do know from whence you speak - i think it's only natural to wonder of the meaning of life, six - i certainly do - i question it - i question me - i question the universe - how else might we reach a point of view, but for our own experiences and seeking knowledge - of course, i've questioned everything all my life - my curse in childhood! ;)

in my own family, with my own children, there are differences in how each copes or is not able to cope with life - with issues - with choices - one gasping for air since birth and still gasping - another seemingly sailing through and achieving all - did one have life lessons to be learned in this life that the other did not - and what good a lesson that is so painful - all pain, even - or was one not given the same building blocks from infancy as the other - and are we truly free to choose or are we not each impacted upon by our environment - so many questions -

[and about some of those "others" whose own lives seem so ripple-free - i wouldn't be so sure, dear friend - one never knows what is on the other side of THEIR doors!]


i've no clue how this piece came about, trish, actually - a few days ago i began with the words "i don't wanna go down" - have no clue what precipitated those words or any of the others here - but last night i came across the first ones i'd scribbled on something - and there it is - anyway, i looked for some time to find the right image - and this one seemed to fit - thanks so much for the kind words!

maggie's garden said...

Your writing is incredible. Wishing you a lovely Sunday. xo

Linda said...

fascinating piece you've penned here, my dear...i have all sorts of thoughts about it, most of which i could not begin to write about here in this little box...the drawing/painting is also quite compelling and matches the mood of your musings....brilliant. perfection. xox

Steppenwolf said...

Staggering - what can I say? It has that cynical cutting edge I so love - I wish I'd written this!


oh, my dear lady in the garden! how could i have missed your visit - i sometimes am very bad about not checking back on older pieces - but so glad i did as i've several wonderful comments to find here! in any event, thank you for your so kind words, dear lady! and i'm wishing you a magnificent upcoming weekend!


oh and dearest lovelylinda! PLEASE please do write down your thoughts - even if in an email! i would SO love to know your own thoughts - won't you indulge me! ;)

and thank you seems so trivial for your precious words! i love your visits so much, dear friend! and send you much love and affection!


oh, so nice to hear, steppenwolf! can you hear these words as a song? i mean, when i read them, i HEAR them in lyrics - - and the cynical cutting edge - that's a very mild statement compared to what i think! ;)

thanks so much for always adding a bright spot to my days!