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...

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

the garden...

like the frigid brushes
of winter’s demise upon
the barren trees so, too,
my longing for what was wanes

between my legs
the heat of summer rushes
in crimson torrents of love’s
faded memories

my fertile heart now ploughed
waiting the kiss of spring
and the blooming of love anew



Glynis said...

so powerful!! lusciously delicious! xo

Trish said...

WOW. This one is awesome, Gypsy. Your muse is back and in tip top shape. Congrats on the publication of your poems!!

Susan Deborah said...

Dear Jenean:

So long. This time, I wanted to come by and say 'Hello.' Hope you're doing well and fine.

Love anew is something everyone needs on a regular basis. Finding new love in the existing love needs a lot of work.

Wishing you joy and love,

A Plain Observer said...

Ahhh this one is nice. It welcomes love

Roger Gauthier said...

Can you believe this? I read your poem, can see how good it is, and yet can't connect with it. Would that be some form of despair?

I'm going away with Hélène to France for almost two months. We will finally stay longer than planned, maybe even longer than that if we can. Money's not a problem, but some circumstances could. We're expecting visitors from Europe in July for a few weeks, so that's a problem I fear… Next year we will go away for much longer than that.

Away from my country, Québec (as you well know), away from my son that I perhaps love but surely don't like.

A dark period. Some other things also… I will tell you one day.


hey glynis! thanks so much for dropping by - and for such kind words - glad you liked - i wasn't even sure i would post this one when i did it the other day -


like i was telling glynis, i wasn't even sure i would post this when i did it the other day - sometimes i'm not really sure of the words - as far as others are concerned anyway - but glad you like, trish - thanks so much!


and susan deborah! it's been such a long time and so nice to have you come by and leave a note - you're right, too, about the work in finding new love in old love - but it's always worth the try...again - wonderful to see you - and do come again soon!


thank you, APO - love is always welcome, just sometimes a bit bashful i think! ;)


you and helene will have a wonderful time trekking about france again, roger - you seem to find yourself during those trips - and perhaps your european friends could just reschedule their visit to you for a while to allow you the time you want in france? - just a thought - i'm sorry for the issues with your son and know sadly what that's like - but you can only do what you can only do and hope that is enough - one of those things is to let him know that no matter what else, you are his father and will always love him - i know you'll have a wonderful time in france and it will restore you!

Pat said...

Wow! Who knew a flower could have such a sub text?
Mollie Bloom would love it.


ooh, pat! always such a joy to have you come by!! thank you!

OldLady Of The Hills said...

Spring has Sprung in The Garden and in You! Wonderful Poem, my dear.


oh, dear naomi - and your words always brighten my days! ;)

Pat said...

I hope you are feeling better.


your thoughtfulness is so appreciated pat - thank you! ;)

Trish said...

Happy Mother's Day!


and you, trish!!!

Anonymous said...

my dear gypsy, hello and so glad i got here finally...something has been up between blogger and my ability to leave comments....these are powerful words and when i saw the photo-coming AFTER i read your words, such is my connection so slow...i was blown away by the power of your message.

as always, my dear, you move me places.... much love to you. i miss you too. ♥


how wonderful to have you come by dear lady! your visits always bring a ray of much needed sunshine here! i'm still a bit distracted with other things right now but working to get back on a creative kilter somehow! hope all is well with you and yours - sending much love - j

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Hey, Gypsy, sent you a text message and email, did you receive?? You okay?