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...

Sunday, August 12, 2012

desert rain...

his words swept over her
like a summer storm in the
late afternoon
washing away the weariness
of the day
cleansing her soul
purifying her heart
gushing downhill in
currents of wasted nights
and lives bleached like

winter snow
on the desert floor
refreshing now
renewing now
the roots of discontent
that lay just beneath
the chiseled surface
of her love
for him


mapstew said...




so great to have you visiting the campfires again, musicman!!! ;)

karen said...

I like this a lot...mmmm.
Hope you're getting some of the summer cool down we're finally having here. xxoo

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Nice poem and perfect analogy.


thanks so much karen! and yes, seems it's a bit cooler here - not out of the 80s for a week or so - i don't even run my air unit in my room during the day as it's plenty cool without it - and there's usually a wonderful breeze running through the big trees out my windows so that's even better! wonderful to see you dear friend!


well, greetings, alex! so odd your visit today as i had been thinking of you for some reason - in any event, thank you for such kind words - hope all is well with you - i've been rather distracted for a number of months and not doing my usual blog visiting etc but am planning to be back on track soon - in the meantime, thanks again - lovely to see you!

wanderingbetweenworlds said...

I've missed your words, Jenean. They sing to my soul. This was beautiful!! xo

A Plain Observer said...

It reminded me of Stevie Nicks song "when the rain washes you clean you'll know."

Trish said...

You know, if there hadn't been a new piece up, I was going to give your muse holy hell. This is beautiful. Just perfect.


how wonderful to get your kind words dear friend - it's always so humbling to hear that someone is touched by one's words in some way - thanks so much for coming by!


now, i'm going to have to track down that stevie nicks song and remind myself of it!!! thanks so much, lady!


well, trish, seems my muses are feeling a bit better these days as well - so glad you came by!!!

OldLady Of The Hills said...

What a lovely poem! As always, your images are memorable!


thank you so much, naomi!

Pat said...

I love the thought of all the weariness being washed away.


yes, me, too, pat -

linda said...

hello sweets, it was nice to see you over on my blog again. thank you for the kind comment and hello. it's been too long since we've connected! this piece is gorgeous btw. i see you are not writing as much. you must now be on FB? we will have to friend tho i rarely use it.

hoping you are well, my dear. xxx

Nancy said...

Beautiful - as always!


hey linda! wonderful as always to see you here! miss you bunches, girl! yes, i'm on FB - having my muses not really musing as usual for some time, i enjoy the ongoing dialogue etc over there - drop by when you can - look for jenean gilstrap - and i've a poetry page at jenean c gilstrap - anyway, hope you and yours are all well - please come again soon! we'll sit out on the veranda sippin' cold cold iced tea! ;)


thank so much for the visit and the kind words nancy! lovely to see you again!