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...

Monday, August 15, 2011

the shores...

i stood upon that rocky shore
wanting needing more and more
but all the gods foretold
of love adrift out in the cold
i stood upon those rocks of yore
and to the gods i did implore
just one small sign on which to hold
to dare to think to be so bold

i stood upon that rocky shore
and saw what i could not ignore
for there in storm tossed waters did unfold
the shipwrecked image of love extolled
i stood upon those rocks of yore
sufferin', loving upon your shores
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Crystal Pistol said...

I love your fire and spirit. I am a gypsy in my heart as well. Though I am home all day with little ones my heart soars and longs to see more. I like your style.


greetings crystal - what kind words you bring and i thank you! it's always wonderful to meet a kindred gypsy spirit so please do drop by whenever you are so inclined - i was over at your place earlier! what a busy and fun campfire you have! again, my thanks, lady!