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, July 6, 2012

the waters deep...

i drew you up from the ocean deep
lay you down upon my feet
then stripped you of your golden gills
and opened wide the heart that fills
with all the truth that does seep
from out my heart as it weeps
then came your tongue that spilled
the molten iron of my free will
how can my soul now you keep
i drew you from the waters deep


Trish said...

Fantastic to see you're back! This lovely piece fits your return! Three loud cheers for the Gypsy muse.

young-eclectic-encounters said...

Once again your words paint such feelings and thoughts keep up the good work


thank you so much trish - i'm so glad i came across this little piece in my notebook - it was done some time back but seemed so right for now - anyway, as always, your kind words mean so much!


and so great to have you come by and leave such a sweet comment!!! YEE

Deborah said...

Wow...this really hits home for me right now. Incredible! I could just stay here for hours...
Huge hugs and many thanks for sharing yourself with us. It is a precious gift!
Love, Deborah


deborah - thank you for such kind words! it's more than gratifying knowing that my words touch someone else - so great to see you!!! ;) xxx