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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Sunday, October 25, 2009

she, now, like him...



he was but a ghost now -
a spirit - without color without life -
a revenant returning now and then
to that misty chamber in her heart
to remind her that she, too,
had once been alive -
had once been
more than a mere apparition
without color without life
without love -
but that, with his absence,
she, now, like him,
was but a ghost...

6 comments:

Nevine said...

Oh so beautifully dark, Gypsywoman! Just in time for All Hallows! Delicious!!! And I love that image, too!

Nevine

GYPSYWOMAN said...

thank you so much nevine! actually didn't have all hallows in mind at all - but it worked out that way! just started with the thought of love gone by - anyway - loved this image - i've seen it around a lot - so glad you like!

linda said...

i did not see her at first or is it meant to be a him or maybe it matter nothing whatever since they are one anyway...it is spooky and since i did not at first see it, it kind of scares me as i sit here alone in the middle of the night with the wind blowing a hot wind and wishing for sleep to come overtake me and let me rest. gypsy, i am tired...
xoxo

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, dearest linda - it hurts my heart to hear you are so tired! wish i'd been up when you sent this post so maybe we could have "talked" some - it's so hard when insomnia takes us over - and other things then seem to complicate themselves -

the image is whatever or whomever the viewer wishes it to be - but you are right, in my poem, they are one - you always "get me", lady!

listen, if you wanna chat anytime, just contact me through my email shown on my profile! ok?

love ya! hugs!

Chuck Dilmore said...

great, dark,
beautiful writing!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

thank you SO much! means so much just comin' from you!