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...

Saturday, October 8, 2011

love unlived...

you penetrate my dreams
permeate my silent screams
and glide into the ancient streams
                    
where love holds always your invite
and darkness holds its secrets tight
but like the wind regrets take flight

what has happened to my sight
did vision die without the light
and leave me now to this sad plight
nothing is as it seems
nothing left to redeem

when will it ever end
when will it ever end

never
he whispers
never
ever
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10 comments:

karena said...

so pretty....and i just love how you pair it with the most perfect image...and type.
hope you're having a swell weekend. the weather seems fine across the states this weekend...enjoy. xo

Ignacio Santana said...

Muy buena entrada!!!...siempre es un placer visitarte y redescubrir tu arte...enhorabuena!!!

Un abrazo!!! ;)

Trish said...

You gift isn't just the words, but like Karena says, the pairing with the perfect image!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

greetings karen - oh, thank you - for all your words - it's a gorgeous day here with breezes sunshine and blue skies - what could be better - hope it's the same for you, dear friend! hugs -

GYPSYWOMAN said...

saludos ignacio - lo maravilloso de tener que pasar por aquí y dejar palabras tan amables, señor - que ha sido demasiado tiempo entre las visitas - Te veré más en su lugar de pronto - un día maravilloso - abraza de nuevo

GYPSYWOMAN said...

dear trish - you know how humbled i always am by your gifts of encouragement and support - and i thank you! i'm such a visual person - i just have to have images - whenever i look at just the page of written words of my own work, it isn't nearly as meaningful to me as it is with images -

Ed Pilolla said...

never ever ever, words we want to hear, words we want to say.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

and sometimes, ed, sometimes, the lucky few are privileged enough to have someone to whom those words may be said...thanks so much for coming by!

ZinniaRose said...

the kind of love we crave and need...the kind that lives on and on, throughout all eternity.
soooo delicous!
xOx

GYPSYWOMAN said...

amen, sista' zinniarose, amen!