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 -
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
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Friday, January 21, 2011
bello d'oro...
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8 comments:
As absence make the heart grow fonder – so it makes the mind to wander. I love the way you play – with words. The way you juxtapose – your prose. You are so concise – yet so precise.
and that is areal shame.... beautiful words Jeanne!
i, at first, did not see the photo properly but when i did, got what you said much more powerfully....as always, very wonderful writing..xox
the heart grows fonder while the mind does wander down that path of absence - so true, steppenwolf - and how wonderful to have something so magnificent to ponder! great to see you over this way - thanks so much for coming by!
hey dulce! hmmmm.....yes, a shame - but magnificent to have the memories - and the past! right?!! ;)
oh, lovelylinda - how wonderful to see you here - and i am so hoping that this means you are feeling better now! your visits are always such a bright spot in the day here - and mean so much! hugs, lady - for the visit and the kind words!!!
So sad, so sad, but separation is a sad fact of life and love...:(
Cool photo of you, Gypsy!
and so it is, dear calli - and so it is! ;(
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