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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Saturday, July 17, 2010

the gypsy weeps...

her eyes in midnight velvet
black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
secrets hid in red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

the gypsy weeps


Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

This is a stunning piece of writing, filled with all kinds of mysterious emotions.


oh, thank you so much trish! thank you! and those leo-gypsy emotions for sure! just now noticed the time i posted it - another set of double 5s -

Deb Kirkeeide said...

one wonders how he can stay away from one so irresistible.

(what a magical and mystical image this brings to mind!)

Desert Rose said...

first,i loved your photo here..too inspiring and the look amazed me!
second,the words are well weaved on the laces of the soul..too beautiful and extremely touching Gypsy! you really are an expert when it comes to love language..:)

Wild Rose said...

Wonderful photo Gypsy babe and this poem cries from your soul and touches us readers. I wish for the weeping Gypsy not to weep anymore. I wish that that her desires are fulfilled and that man makes her a woman like no other...beautiful~

Nevine said...

A definitely touching piece of poetry especially as it rhymes to its own rhythm and song... of sadness, that is. And how you tear the words from your heart, Jenean. Torn so violently as to be felt, by us, your humble readers. Words so beautiful and so heartfelt... by all who read.



and deb, how great to see you again - i'm so behind in my visits and beg forgiveness - it's so difficult to catch up when one gets behind a few days, let alone a few weeks like i've been - but thank you so very much for dropping by and leaving such kind words!!!


dear desert rose! oh, your kind words so make my day and i thank you for them - this is one of my favorite photos and i crop it this way and that way and make it into different things sometimes - thanks again for your own beautiful words here - and there at your place!


and wild rose! what sweet words you bring in your little basket! thank you! these words here i must admit were straight from my own red red heart - as were the tears! but such is love - sometimes! and besides, i have had a taste of love sublime and so am among the very lucky! as i hope you are too!!!


dearest nevine - i do confess that this is one of my favorite pieces for all the reasons you mention - it is my own truth from my own red red heart - thank you so much for your own words here, as always!