I am thedaughter of Earth and Water,
And the
nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change,
but
I
cannot
die.
THE GYPSYWOMANWORLD
- 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]
8 comments:
Uplifted, again. That's what your blog does for me!
oh, dear, i do thank you - i am so pleased that you enjoy dropping over here! it's so wonderful to know that others find even a touch of something to take away with them -
you know, i think that the post below happens to be one of my favorites - aside from my natural inclination/need for the redhotoranges in my life - i fell in love with these images and the words just literally flew out of my mind's eye - i know you know of what i speak!
About that iced tea. Maybe when we meet,it'll be, like, I don't know, an 18-hour marathon of nonstop talk or something.
Do you also write the poem? Your surrealistic, intriguing image combined with your words, what a fantastic experience.
We know that boredom definitely shortens life spams...no danger of that in your blog.
I just commented, but I guess it got sucked into some black hole...
I was asking you if you also write the poem. The combination of the surreal and intriguing image with the words is truly interesting.
Then I added that boredom definitely shortens life spams, but there is no dange of that in your blog...
oh, good morning, trish - you know, i think you're right about the marathon when we meet
[uh, wait, with those words, do i feel a poem coming on?]
and i can't WAIT for it all - so perhaps a pitcher or two with all our marathon gabbing!
again, thank you SO much for your comments!
and good morning celeste maia - you know, i am trying to write more of my own verses - but when i read others' words at times i feel such a familiarity with the thought and the words that i know it's something that i want to use - on my "words unspoken" blog i am making a diligent effort now to use only my words - because of the nature of that particular blog and its intimate meaning to me, when i began, i preferred to use the verse of others, leaving me free of the painful part of emotional baggage in forming the words myself - does that make sense? - but since the conception of the blog, i realize that it is precisely that emotional baggage that IS MINE and i cherish it for what it did bring and continues to bring to my life - and i'm walking more and more out of the immediate sorrow of my leaving a profound relationship with someone, and walking more and more into the sunshine and sanctuary that is was and continues to be in my life, freeing me to use my own voice -
so, this, if any of "this" makes sense to you, i hope answers the question, although i now realize that a simple yes or no was what you were seeking - however, brevity has never been my forte' -
thank you so much for coming by - and especially for your comments -
jenean
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