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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Monday, August 2, 2010

the blind...

did we not see 
what never could be
did we not care
how could we dare
to be that which we could not be
you and me and me and thee
and leave behind
our fools' debris


Kay said...

consider me the fool collecting debris....

never say never, painful as that may be. :)

The Urban Cowboy said...

hmmm... forbidden love?

Desert Rose said...

That hurts..i felt every word Gypsy..silently staring..touched.

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Whoever these words are written to, Gypsy, should pay attention.

dulce said...

debris... WOW that IS a word, lady
Even love srinkles with it... sometimes.

Calli said...

A heavy burden of sadness to this one, Jenean.
Been there...

Hope you are doing well my friend.

Roger Gauthier said...

I thought I would stop by
Did not think I would find
This mirror
This mirror of despair

I am old enough now
Already told you
Love in another language
Love in French

L'amour n'y est pas rouge sombre
Il y est si léger
Les filles au nez retroussé
Légères et indépendantes

Un sourire pour toi, sweet Jenean



THANKS SO MUCH to all who have come by to visit and leave messages for me! sorry i've been away several days and unable to respond - have been tied up with family situation and unable to get online - will see everyone again soon - and again, thanks so much for coming by!!!


roger - how wonderful to have you drop by - your presence and words have been sorely missed, more than you know! please come again soon - and often! is it warm there yet? i hope so!

Roger Gauthier said...

Oh but I never forgot you, belle Jenean! Not even in the darkest periods of this year that I would want to forget.

I wanted to tell you... Love and despair always share the same bed. Love and death... how could it be otherwise?

But on rare occasions there is this blinding light against a deep blue sky.

So rarely!



nor i you, dear sir, nor i you - it is true what you say of this blinding light against a deep blue sky - and it brings with it the gentlest of gentle breezes......for which i thank you -