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...

Sunday, April 10, 2011

from islands and highlands...

from islands and highlands
from shores of emerald green

from mountains high with rushing streams
they came to live their life-long dreams

leaving behind the place of their birth
traveling here in a third class berth
they brought with them the crest of their clans
from the lovely lands where it all began

danced their jigs and told their tales of yore
of life and love on those far shores

here they lived and here they died
for a better life they truly tried

and so it is that their own offspring
now long for kilgary and dancin’ the fling

yearn to return to the home of their hearts
to live their dreams right from the start

on islands and highlands
and shores of emerald green

my paternal grandparents
clarissa caroline mcgalliard [1884 - 1972]
and charles gilstrap [1884 - 1946]
the marriage of ireland and scotland

would you like to hear the words spoken?


Nancy said...

Wow, this really brought their hopes and dreams home to me.


hey nancy - yes - i think we too infrequently think of/realize just exactly what our ancestors hoped and dreamed of and worked for - and left their families and homelands for - and that was a better life - just think of the determination they had and the sacrifices they made! this couple is my paternal grandmother [from county antrim] and grandfather [the highlands of scotland] -

mapstew said...

Beautiful photie! :¬)

(ps. I think you're magic too!) :¬)



oh, thank you, dear map! yes, my grandparents, i think were both beautiful - see how their eyes look right into you!

and thanks so much for the other kind words, sir [in response to the vanity of this leo]!

many hugs to you and yours -

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful photo! And you certainly capture what immigrants went through and the dreams they brought with them.

wv: equip!


hey lady! yes, i love this photo - it's my very most favorite of them - look at their faces - you can see their dreams and hopes for their future together - beautiful! thank you for the kind words!