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 -
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
- GYPSYWOMAN
- 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
come dance with me...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
Showing posts with label melancholy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label melancholy. Show all posts
Monday, September 16, 2013
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
slices of time...
Labels:
desire,
draper image,
longing,
love,
love affair,
melancholy,
passion,
poetry,
sadness,
separation
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
pieces of me from yesteryear...
take the hurt
from out the wound
that lingers there
if i but could
take the rage
from out the deep
that dwells within
if i but could
take the sorrow
that sucks your life
away
if i but could
my love
i surely
would
from out the wound
that lingers there
if i but could
take the rage
from out the deep
that dwells within
if i but could
take the sorrow
that sucks your life
away
if i but could
my love
i surely
would
~
take my arms
my love
shelter from
the storm
my love
shelter from
the storm
you need
not ask
my love
for what
is mine
is yours
not ask
my love
for what
is mine
is yours
take my lips
my love
taste till
you are filled
my love
taste till
you are filled
you need
not want
my love
for they are mine
to give
take my heart
my love
we need not
ever part
you need
not need
my love
for love is
mine to give
not need
my love
for love is
mine to give
there are no strings attached
no chains to hold you here
no chains to hold you here
for love, my love,
my only claim
my only claim
~
you take my breath away
i cannot help but stare
i cannot help but stare
there is no end in sight
to the love i see there
to the love i see there
i cannot help but stare
for you were always there
just a touch away
just a touch away
but it took love
to turn the night away
to turn the night away
i cannot help but stare
~
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[there is another little yesteryear piece of me below - at voices from 1975]
Friday, December 10, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
blood red moon...
blood red moon
in midnight black
touching you
touching me
blood red moon
blood red moon
in velvet light
kissing you
kissing me
blood in the moon
cries love’s tune
sadness to stay
and we both pay
blood in the moon
love gone too soon
tears in my heart
why did we part
wish i might
have my wish
come true this night
of
sadness to stay
and we both pay
blood in the moon
love gone too soon
tears in my heart
why did we part
wish i might
have my wish
come true this night
of
blood red moon
- enjoy this post from "words unspoken" in case you missed it there -
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