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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Tuesday, July 13, 2010

the prisoner...

my heart is my own prison
i guard me there
hold myself captive there
bound there in chains of love
from its walls i cannot escape
nor shall i ever try

one corner of my heart
is my own garden
filled with lush brilliant flowers
their scent nectar to my soul
their colors my only light
their soft petals my only bed 

my memories of you
my heart's own prison


Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Impressive. Am not familiar with this artist, but will be soon! You have wonderful artists on this blog, Gypsy. An education unto itself.


oh, thanks so much dear trish! you know, de limpicka was quite a woman - way ahead of her times - and maybe even the times of today! :) a great personal/professional story - intriguing to say the least - anyway, do check her out - i love her work -

Desert Rose said...

loved it Gypsy,i feel your words..they touch me ..i am so much in there between the lines,among those unspoken ones..:)
cheers lady ;)


oh, dear rose, it's quite the place, isn't it! there, in the midst of all those unspokens! surrounded and gently held -

Gemel said...

I can relate to this post SO much, especially after the last two weeks!
My heart holds the essence of me, perhaps this is why what I crave the most is never found, except with my cats!

Wild Rose said...
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Wild Rose said...

Gypsy babe, it's lovely yet so sad and tormenting oh and that visual is very sensual..."My memories of you, my heart's own prison" Now believe it or not we all have been in here and a great song that comes in mind reading this is "My own prison by Creed" great song listen to it sometime.


hey there gemel - wonderful to see you again - i think we've all been there with you at some time or other - i know i certainly have been - just gotta keep on keepin' on though -
have a glorious day lady!


hey wild rose! thanks so much for sending me over to creed's own prison! a fabulous song! i absolutely loved it - the lyrics just spoke to me in many many ways - fabulous! thanks again, lady!