lost in a swirl all her own
for no one’s sin does she atone
her body courses to ancient mandolins
strumming with no beginning and no end
strings struggling ‘gainst the sands of time
all to the rhythm of love sublime
from nomadic shadows of the night
the crimson vortex does ignite
whirling echoes of passion’s beat
all stamped out in her gypsy feet
7 comments:
love the flamenco. i've always wanted to learn it...
much love
I love how this made me feel as I read it, the words danced with the same passion the gypsy moves. Read it several times just to absorb the passion and intensity - thanks!
well done :) it has the same passion as flamenco does ;) I dance flamenco, so I should know :D
wel done !!! <3 ;)
A perfect combination of colour, movement and words.
xo
Zuzana
"All stamped out in her gypsy feet..." Oh, the rhythm of this piece is fabulous...I feel the beat, the dance...your poetry has nimble feet...dancing across my screen...and what a beautiful, accompanying photo! Another winnder, dearest Jenean! Love to you! Janine XO
stacey, cathy, zuzana, janine and inalcanzable - thank you all so much for your kind words - your visits here bring such sunshine to my days! thank you each!!!
Well, as always, a lovely post. I just adore the photography you choose-It fits your words like gloves. Thank you, GYPSYWOMAN--you make my world such a lovely place to be.
Much Love,
Deborah
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