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...

Friday, April 12, 2013

empty arms...

i keep pushin’ them
others aside
wishin’ i could go off
and hide
from their pryin’ eyes and
little white lies
 

 ain’t no comfort
to be found
when your heart’s all
memory bound
lovin’ arms are easy
to be had
but lovin’em back
is always bad
leaving me nothin’ but
 
empty and sad
why i pushed you away
i’ll never know
now two hearts
all full’a woe
.
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.

6 comments:

Francesca Edesia said...

Gypsywoman! You have no idea how glad I was to hear from you! Thank you so much for stopping by. Your poem is lovely but full of sadness and regret. Love can be so painful at times. Everyone goes through the pains of love. Nowadays things seem to be different though, not that there is no love, but people don't seem to get attached anymore, at least from what I hear and read. It's only about one night stands and things like that. Young people here in Italy have no jobs and no money so they cannot even think about marriage, but it's the attitude that has changed. It's so difficult to find romantic men. My daughter is old-fashioned and she has grown up on those romantic American movies (thanks to me:) and she is shocked to see the behaviour of men these days. Anyway, a big hug to you Gypsywoman. Have a nice weekend!

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Two hearts could be full of joy though!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, so great to get such a long note from you, dear francesca! and you know, it's all so true what you say of attachment today - sadly true, i think - in this country, the younger generations have such a different world than i had - we had "real" contact with others - that one-on-one thing that today's world of high tech has removed and which i believe to be more than a little to blame for these changes in interpersonal/intimate relationships - anyway, sad that so many are missing so much in terms of personal relationships and all the possibilities -
and yes, this piece is full of sadness - and while there is regret for having ended the relationship in the manner in which i did [but which was necessary], there is absolutely no regret in terms of the relationship itself - it was the one - you know what i mean, right? - the one - and i am more than grateful for even one minute of that time with him - some people never have even that one moment - and so, i am blessed - truly -
again, so lovely to have you come by! your visits so appreciated - hope all is well in your italian world, lady! have a beautiful day!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

greetings alex! how wonderful to have you come by - i was over at your place the other day - gee! always SO MANY new and exciting things taking place there! fabulous! yours is one of the most exciting blogs around - period! ;)
and you are right - two hearts full of joy for having had that time together - and my heart is truly full of joy for those moments - as i know his is - thanks so much for your always insightful comments, sir! again, many thanks for your visit and comment - have a glorious day! xxx

Pat said...

I tend to go with Piaf:
"Je ne regrette rien!" rather than Frank's:
"Regrets - I've had a few!"

But sadness yes - in buckets full.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

yes...better no regrets, for sure, pat!