unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...

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 - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire - come along -

poetry from the heart...


POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -

i dance with you...only in dreams...

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Monday, June 22, 2009

THE F WORD...

- feeling forlorn forgotten forsaken friendless -
what about you
what about us
where are you
where are we
where is our sanctuary
sadly,
i know the answers
to all these...

1 comment:

gypsywoman said...

from artquest1:
you’ve woven a web of Merle, Napoleon Henri, Pablo and A Norse warrior of stern visage. I hope your web is sufficient to snare or re-snare that which seems lost. At least, one cannot fault you for not assembling an all star cast.
Bob
June 14, 2009 7:19 PM
gypsywoman said...

hi bob - thanks for your note - and on that point, would that i "would" [not "could"] re-capture - "it" is/was not "lost" but "relinquished" - and a part of my heart with it, it seems - and sometimes when the full moon is waning - or the sun is out - or the day is cloudy - "it" surfaces more - in any event, thanks again - your notes are always welcome - have a glorious day - jenean