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, December 6, 2009

the blue...
















she knew
                  she was lost                  
                                  as she spiraled
                                                        into the
icy blue waters
                                                                                         that were his eyes

11 comments:

Deb Kirkeeide said...

who can resist those blue eyes...
or those dark eyes, for that matter.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

exactly!!! the windows to the soul!

Calli said...

ah, a good thing or a not so good thing? she's spiraling and lost hmmm...food for thought.

Though beautiful eyes are so enticing. yes!

Nevine said...

The eyes are always what draw me first... always. Wisdom is your forte, Gypsywoman... always, again!

Nevine

GYPSYWOMAN said...

you know, calli, i think i could have had that go the other way just as easily, actually - she knew she was FOUND as she spiraled into......
hmmmmmm.........

thanks so much for coming by!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

it's the eyes for me, too, nevine - then the mouth - but the eyes first - the moment they meet - and lock into that instant recognition of what will be!!! yummmmm..........

thank you so much for your always wonderful comments, lady!

Dulce said...

How beautiful. My first time here.
thanks for following me. I love your work. This piece in so very few words full of sadness teard, colour...FEELINGS!

Hugs!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, thank you so much dulce! and i'm really enjoying my visits at your place! have a wonderful remainder of the day!

Chuck Dilmore said...

lost
in a good way,
oui?

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oui! lost in a swirling twirling good way, chuck! wonderful to see you over here - you know, your place is really cookin' these days, mister!!! wonderfully so!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

dear hisself - you are a very lucky man to have such a daughter and son who love you so - having the love of our children is one of the rare things in life that really matters - there have been many many times when had i not had that same thing, my own life would have been meaningless - there is nothing at all like the love for a child and of a child, is there? - and for all that you have said of helene and she of you, there can be no doubt at all that for all these years the two of you were made for each other - it is more than obvious that you each fill the other's needs -

i hope your physicalself is continuing to improve - and soon the all of yourSELF will be back in full regalia once again!

until then, take care -