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...

Sunday, May 22, 2011

lost...



















feel
so
lost
can’t see
outside

of
me
through

the
dark
hole

in my heart
feel

so
lost
can’t see
inside
of
me
try
as
i
might
can’t find
the
light
feel
so


lost
.
.
.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

As always, dear cousin, your words reflect my own feelings, and always as they occur. Oh, to find my way out of this labyrinth of confusing conflicting emotions that have no beginning and no end; just a meandering path of twists and turns leading.....WHERE? A narrow mist-filled vertiginous maze that brings me back to where it began.....no answers. cj

Trish said...

Beautiful, Gypsy, and sad.
You so perfectly express what it means to be human.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

"......to find my way out of this labyrinth of confusing conflicting emotions that have no beginning and no end; just a meandering path of twists and turns leading.....WHERE? a narrow mist-filled vertiginous maze............" which, dear cj, is but another of our parallel journeys - winding paths and all -

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, trish, we are all lost at some point, are we not, if only for a moment - but finding our way out - the right way - nevertheless -

Space Lady said...

So real, I was frightened on your behalf even though I have walked through the darkness and know that it brings strength.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, my dear space lady - please not to be frightened at all - this is a piece i did some time ago - perhaps a year or so - but i think no matter the time we all have felt the darkness here and there and then and now even - and how can we recognize the light if we've never seen the darkness and yes, strength does come with that journey - thank you so much for your kind kind words!