and nursed you with the love
that men have ravished there before
if i held you closer to me still
and kept you from the frigid cold
that men have locked me in before
if i held you even gentler
and kept you safe within my heart
if i held you ever sweetly
and shared with you my thoughts
that men have plundered many times before
could it be that you
would only follow suit
and
i
would be
no more
~
12 comments:
this is so beautiful, sweet lady, and the photo of you is ravishing as ever... xx
love the extravagance of your work. this is a vulnerable gem.
Oh, this is so beautifully melancholic and yet so loving and gentle...
Love that ethereal image - you have that Stevie Nicks aura about you.;)
xoxo
That's really sad!
Stevie Nicks has got nothing on Gypsy!
Love this piece.
oh, my dear linda! always such lovely words you leave at my campfire - thank you! actually, the photo is not 1975 but 1983 - my 1975 photos that i could find just didn't fit these words and the others that i came across - anyway - thank you so much, lady!
thank you so much ed - thank you! and thank you from all of us for all the wonderful good works you and the others are doing! peace-
dear zuzana! oh, dear heavens! your words are so kind! thank you! well, words from yesteryear - melancholic in many ways for me - but - that was yesteryear - and it was nevertheless a fabulous ride! ;)
alex, sad, yes, but also very positive in that one's heart can be so touched - so moved - yes?
oh, dear trish! you have me so humbled as always with your comment! i'm so happy you like it - i first titled it "the voice of nica 1975" but decided that nica will ALWAYS BE - nothing and no one will ever cause her to "be no more" - so - i changed the title - with nica's blessings! ;) however, upon re-reading something i wrote so many years ago and feeling as if it could have been written today by me, it was a bit disconcerting and i thought perhaps it might be nica's words lingering still.....
Once again, J, I am stunned at the synchronicity between your words and mine, apparently being penned at exactly the same time, even within the same hours, perhaps.
How to explain this? Can we explain this? The final phrase in my latest journal entry sent to you just yesterday....
"And the me of me is no more....."
I can't help but wonder who on The Other Side may be guiding our pens, for you and I are separated physically by many miles yet our thoughts, words, and lives run so parallel that is is beyond any kind of logical explanation. To read my own words coming from you, and your own words coming from me, in the same moments yet so far apart in physical space....I have no answer. cj
while this particular piece was written in 1975, apparently i was posting it at the time you were writing yours - this thing with us is such an uncanny thing - more than uncanny - just plain weird! an invisible string/line connecting us cutting through time and space -
and you know how i love the me of me phrase - i use it all the time! something about it has always struck such a cord in me -
now to go back and read and absorb your journal entry - read it rather quickly first time -
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