Open Poetry #43 |
The gypsy |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
She touches on the sky, the ground, the heart, the mind, but ne’er the soul for soul elusive, mischievous, dresses her in gypsy clothes and makes her read from air, it seems, the book of all her hopes and dreams. Enthralled she sits upon a rock next to a peaceful rippling brook where flowers wild grow free at ease and the birds fly gracefully over perceived harmony. But a gypsy knows to move and flow from scene to scene of all her dreams to find again that moonlit night that brought her up and unto love then settled her back into hope. So of dreams she knows they co-exist with all the hopes of womanhood and these not great gigantic blobs built to crumble into dust when earth moves like a gypsy does. Her hopes are small and intimate able to withstand earthquakes and guide her dreams into the feel of two in love entwined. She reads her book of hopes and dreams next to that peaceful rippling book and still today you’ll find her there reading what she knows will be! Helen / 7 August 2008 |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Helen each new write exposes not only the depth of your talent but the beauty of your heart. Another touching write. Eric |
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MOCindy Member
since 2008-07-30
Posts 73 |
beautiful!! C |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
But a gypsy knows to move and flow from scene to scene of all her dreams to find again that moonlit night that brought her up and unto love then settled her back into hope. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You paint a beautiful poem and make it come alive in verse, with love and hope, and a delightful dash of heart. |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
A lovely post Helen Much enjoyed. Love Lindsay |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you all so much. To read and know of hopes and dreams and take the book wherever you go is perhaps indeed the manner and means of creating reality. Love Helen |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
You pen some lovely poems, Helen. I think this is one of your best. Ida |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks so much, Ida. I guess that gypsy has touched on the soul otherwise she wouldn't know the truth of it. She tries not to but a gypsy is most curious, you know. Helen |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Helen~ 'But a gypsy knows to move and flow from scene to scene of all her dreams to find again that moonlit night that brought her up and unto love then settled her back into hope.' Oh how the Gypsy in me LOVES this read~ I would almost swear that some of my ink-of-think has settled in your inking well~ Thank you ... thank you ... for penning this~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Her hopes are small and intimate able to withstand earthquakes and guide her dreams into the feel of two in love entwined. Like these...like them all.... |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Dear Marge - If I'm using your ink in my pen then that just proves that ... all women are gypsies. No, of course not. It proves that like attracts like which I do think is the law of the Universe. We just mix it up sometimes through lack of understanding - I think. Magnus - Thank you so much for the read and your gracious comment. Much appreciated. Love Helen |
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