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 - imaginedand/or real - come along with me -we'll danceamong 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 -
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]
oh, stronger, for sure, rick! always stronger and stronger each time we rise! wonderful to see you - thanks so much for stopping by - hope all is well in your world!
oh, yes, map, of that i am sure, too - that we are all being watched from above as the mighty bird himself wings his way overhead - and then, once more, the gods will favor us with his presence again!
shhhhhh.........listen......what's that i hear fluttering above.........
What I really love about this is, our passions are never ending - which means our rebirth is always assured. Lovely piece! So glad I made my way here. Your blog is a delight to all the senses. I plan to add it to my blogroll so I can remember to come back again.
11 comments:
As we achieve one goal, we must set a new one.
here's to passion and more passion - and new ones...
thanks so much for coming by, ajc!!! ;)
Yes, to passion!
Now let's see if your hits for phoenix soar!
always always to passion -
and to the mighty phoenix, wherever he may be -
do you think stronger?
or a little weaker with each rising?
~rick
The Mighty Phoenix may be out of sight for now, but I am quite sure we are all being watched. Patience, and an ear cocked for that flutter from above.
A wonderful weekend to you my friend. :¬)
xxx
oh, stronger, for sure, rick! always stronger and stronger each time we rise! wonderful to see you - thanks so much for stopping by - hope all is well in your world!
oh, yes, map, of that i am sure, too - that we are all being watched from above as the mighty bird himself wings his way overhead - and then, once more, the gods will favor us with his presence again!
shhhhhh.........listen......what's that i hear fluttering above.........
and you, sir, have a fabulous weekend, too!!!
ahhhh Goethe..so true. Thank you for posting it, gypsy,, rings loud and true for me these days :) xo
And my passions are eternal phoenixes which keep soaring high.
Joy always and warmth from India.
~ Susan
What I really love about this is, our passions are never ending - which means our rebirth is always assured. Lovely piece! So glad I made my way here. Your blog is a delight to all the senses. I plan to add it to my blogroll so I can remember to come back again.
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