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, April 14, 2011

the devil's lair...

oceans dissolve mountains quake
riptides hold us to the stake
black rains spill and relentless kill
all that lives in the sacred hills

birds fallin' down from above
whatever happened to the wings of a dove
fishies sweepin' up from below
the air all around's become our foe
sun rays flare and satan glares
does no one care?
lay your soul bare
if you dare!

terra firma is no more
somethin' split the crust's charred door -           
slung it all to kingdom come
don't you know it's already done?

way too late
to meet at the gate
cause nothin's left
and the gods, they all wept

lay your soul bare
if you dare
but no one cares

nothin's fair 
in the devil's lair
would you like to hear the words spoken?


Jimmy said...

Devilishly good!

Donna B said...

Powerful and frustrated...hope you are having a better day, but love how you channel your feelings creatively. You always speak from your heart.


and is there anywhere else from which TO speak, dear donna, but from the heart? for me, not - and while i do sometimes listen to those voices of the head i obey those n the heart! ;)

so wonderful to have you come by and i thank you for the kind words, lady!


my dear sir - in response to your devilishly good comment, i first left a little quip in jest - and then - upon reflection, was compelled to remove those words as sometimes, even when said in jest, words and thoughts take a life of their own in ways known and ways unknown - and i would not have it so in this case -

so, i will thank you for your kind visit and always, for your kind words -

Anonymous said...

Bravo. Another brilliant entry by gypsy! - Trish

d page said...

Wake up world!!!
Gypsy speaking the truth, and it isn't pretty.

You're quite the wordsmith, Gypsy.


oh, such kind kind words so make my days, dear trish! ;)


how fabulous to have you come by dp - i'm afraid i really can't take word-credit - the words come from all those voices inside begging to come out! ;)

in this case, clarity is key - and you're right - the world needs to awaken - now!