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 -

THE GYPSYWOMAN WORLD

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...

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

come lay with me...


come lay with me
in silent streams
sing to me the ancient dreams
whisper songs of loves regime

hear in me the unheard screams
that leave behind their silent schemes
then touch in us the one true theme

lay me down on gossamer wings
and fly with me to nights raw gleam
then taste in me the silken cream

come lay with me
till the gods redeem
and grant us grace in their esteem
come lay with me
 
 
 

4 comments:

linda said...

ohlala, my dear, you do get into your work ...i was going to quote but find i am blushing! NOT! it's very good as it's good for the old juices, no?
great painting to go with...
xox

Just_because_today said...

great invitation. An invitation for someone to know us.

Trish said...

Wow, this one is now personal favorite!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hey ladies! thank you all for coming by while i was away - and for your sweet words - it seems such a long time i've been away - and it has been! thanks again for leaving a few words here and there! ;)