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 - imaginedand/or real - come along with me -we'll danceamong 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...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
oh, but, dear sire, you are far far from being the simple frog - or the simple anything - be that as it may, however - the bottom line is exactly as you said - that the words can have so many different meanings - it's about perspective - whether it's a new home or a lifestyle or a relationship - it's all in what we individually see in that thing - for example, some might view having a relationship with someone who is married or who lives on another continent or whatever as confining, withdrawing from "real" life and relationships, as indenturing, even - but, that does not necessarily make it so to the people involved - also for example, some might view living in such a space in the same light - however, for me, i see beauty in that room, in its aging charm, in its lines and natural ambiance, beauty in the huge window through which pours the sunlight - i would be wonderfully happy in such a space - others might find it all negative - but regardless of others thoughts of "the/my room" remaining true to me is what counts -
Well, Gypsywoman... Let me tell you then. This is a testimony of centuries past, what remains after old people left for some place unknown. It's luminous but cold - where is life? Life in black and white fades away, unless it's a smile, a laugh, a wink, a gesture of seduction... or a woman.
This is a place to - how would I say - make mine, it has great potential, and will require work and love.
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I a simple Frog, Gypsywoman. I love the picture, it's beautiful, stripped of about everything.
The words can have so many different meanings... help me in my stupidity.
Roger G.
excellent, GypsyWoman!
perspectives.
C~
oh, but, dear sire, you are far far from being the simple frog - or the simple anything - be that as it may, however - the bottom line is exactly as you said - that the words can have so many different meanings - it's about perspective - whether it's a new home or a lifestyle or a relationship - it's all in what we individually see in that thing - for example, some might view having a relationship with someone who is married or who lives on another continent or whatever as confining, withdrawing from "real" life and relationships, as indenturing, even - but, that does not necessarily make it so to the people involved - also for example, some might view living in such a space in the same light - however, for me, i see beauty in that room, in its aging charm, in its lines and natural ambiance, beauty in the huge window through which pours the sunlight - i would be wonderfully happy in such a space - others might find it all negative - but regardless of others thoughts of "the/my room" remaining true to me is what counts -
just perspective - that's all - perspective -
hi chuck - thanks so much for coming over - and leaving as always a comment! i'll be over your way in just minutes! have a great day!
Well, Gypsywoman... Let me tell you then. This is a testimony of centuries past, what remains after old people left for some place unknown. It's luminous but cold - where is life? Life in black and white fades away, unless it's a smile, a laugh, a wink, a gesture of seduction... or a woman.
This is a place to - how would I say - make mine, it has great potential, and will require work and love.
Roger G.
oh, see, cher monsieur, that's what i mean precisely - it's perspective - and i think yours is a tad more literal than mine, chère!
but thanks for coming back by....
:)
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