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, August 15, 2010

the tundra...


the sun sifted down down down

shedding spreading its raw heat
                   
but it could not penetrate
                   
the frozen tundra that was her life

without
him

2 comments:

Roger Gauthier said...

A spear right towards my heart. It would take more than a lucky shot though, this light blue snow is frozen for eternity I fear. Violet cold.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hmmmm.....fields of violet ice.... - more than cold -
;)