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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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

do you feel it.....

listen to the beating of my heart - 
does it my love to you impart 

listen to the beating of my heart -
it was yours from the start

listen to the words of my beating heart -
 do you hear it say we’ll never part

listen to the tears of my beating heart -
do you feel it crying in the dark
listen to the sounds of my beating heart - 
do you feel it ripping apart

listen to the beating of my heart -
can you hear it from afar

as honor does now
our love thwart


Gemel said...

Emotional and from the heart as always Gypsy.
Sadness of a love lost.


and seems not to lessen at all with the passage of time - time which, for a short while, stood still for us, for which i am so grateful - for even that frozen moment of time -

Deb Kirkeeide said...

as always your writing is emotional and from the heart, Gypsy.

I am fascinated and in love with this image. There's something about it that just makes me wonder of her stories. Where did you find it?
I've looked up jw cameron and can't find anything similar.


your comment just now is very very curious, deb, as i was just literally thinking of you as i have been posting tonight - i mean, it was as if you were right here in my home - really spooky seeing your comment just now!!! ;) but in a good wonderful way!!! ;)

oh, good grief, on the artist's name, i see i have a typo and transposed her initials of JM to JW - my apologies - the artist/photographer is julia margaret cameron who was active in the mid 1800s - the woman in this image is actually her niece, julia prinsep jackson who is the mother of virginia woolf - cameron's images are fabulous and take on a sort of pre-raphaelite appearance through her camera - in any event, i love her work which so captures the spirit of her subjects - so so sorry for the typo!!! check her out - i know you'll love all her work!

wonderful to see you - and did you check out my post below? please do - my memory is very fuzzy at the moment so in the event you have responded, please forgive - it's been a very very long day!!! ;)

Pam said...

in my heart
not one can see
but if you stop
to talk
my heart whispers
true and clearly
your friend
is here
in my heart

Your comment moved me...you are so cool!


oh, thank you so very much, pam! your kind words do humble me and i am so happy you enjoy these little verses of mine - thank you!!! ;)