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, May 1, 2011

simply...

























when i think of you
i do not think
of your being there
of my being here
i simply think of you

10 comments:

glynis said...

..and thoughts are such powerful things.. they deliver bliss and agony all in the same moment..xo

Andy said...

How right you are! Where would we all be without our thoughts?

Truly powerful.

(Thank you for stopping by my blog)

Marguerite said...

My thoughts exactly! Cheers, cher! Have a wonderful week!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

yes, they do, don't they, glynis! bliss and agony - perfectly said, lady!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

greetings andy - you know, it's true, with our thoughts we create - it's up to us just what we create - in my own case, i choose to think only of him and not of the distance separating us - wonderful to have you come by and i thank you for your kind words!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

was just over at your beautiful and jivin' place, dear marguerite! how i loved your guitar strummin' friend! thanks so much for sharing!

Ciccia said...

You sure know how to say a lot in just a few words. I really admire your talent with words.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, dear, and here you are, ciccia! just moments ago, i left a note for you over at gypsywomanworld that you might enjoy dropping by here sometime - so glad you have! i hope you'll come again - and thank you so much for your kind words!!! ciao!

Roger Gauthier said...

I'll ask you again, but who are you, gypsy woman, who are you?

You've got me in a quandary here: either this is a very paradoxical poem, or it is not you. Or is it me that simply cannot separate the poem from the poetess?

Still, it is good to read you. Good... and dangerous!

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We had federal elections today in Canada. We now have an imbecile from the extreme right leading that awful country. Imbecility I cannot stand, and I am profoundly unhappy.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

and dear roger! you've asked before - and the answer remains the same - i am what you see and what you read here - no one could know more about me than by reading my words - just as with you - in this case, the poem and i are the same, not to be separated - but you in a quandary here, i think not, sir! well, perhaps that part of you that remains sheltered behind those fences! ;) i'm so glad you made it by after such a while - you've been playing in your studio? you must be really looking forward to the lights and razzle-dazzle of paris again - so sorry to hear of the political plight of your country with this election! seems so much upheaval round the globe these days regardless of party - where to go for sanctuary! thanks again, dear sir, for your visit and your cherished words! have a great day!