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...

Friday, August 19, 2011

shades of red...


the moon looks down
upon my lonely bed
and bathes my breasts in
shades of red

and then cries down
in crimson tears
upon my broken heart
that fears

to let you in
to hold you near


glynis said...

I love this vivid imagery and the blood red of the moon. Perfection. xo

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Yes, Indeed! The Blood Red Of The Moon....! Great Visual, my dear.


this image takes my breath away, glynis - it literally does - it speaks to me - it moves me - defines me - it is perfect!


yes, naomi, the red red blood of the moon - of our own hearts - our bleeding hearts -

i'm such a visual person, i really really must have those visuals with my little pieces - thank you so much for your always kind words!

Sixpence and A Blue Moon said...

Hello Girlfriend...So sorry I haven't been around much lately to comment on your wonderful poetry. Actually, I have been around, just empty and void of being able to write anything. The emptiness feels too heavy these days...can't seem to find anything to fill the soul...
Your words always touch me right where I am, and this one is no different. I'm not sure I'll ever let anyone inside my heart again. Maybe it's the not having what I want so badly that rips the hope of ever finding it...impossible.
I hope to find my way through this barbed-wire maze of hurt and pain one day, just not happening today.
Love you...and hope you're having a beautiful weekend. xOx


hey girlfriend - i too have been suffering from the "empty and void" thing which is why my posts of late are all re-posts - and like you, just can't seem to find anything to fill the soul - i so wish i knew the words to help you find your way through that barbedwire maze that i know well, too - and hope that knowing you have a friend here may at least shed a ray of light on your path through that dark maze - i'm so thrilled you found your way here with a few words today and know what an effort that was - thank you for your sweetness! me you too - and hope your weekend brightens, dear lady! xoxoxo