Open Poetry #48 |
That gypsy lady |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
So that gypsy lady broke up her camp and braved the mountain of love’s attributes and she overcame all obstacles on her way to that far away peak. She planted herself for a moment or two in the soil of emotion and knowledge to feel the wind of celebration blow happily through her hair. Of course she knew as everyone does that peaks are and will always be opposed to life’s dictates that decree an abode on flat level ground. But for that one moment or two how glorious it was to be free and speak the words of love’s honesty even if unto the deaf. Step by step she retraced her steps with more baggage than ever before until at the midway stage she stopped to dispense with the feel and knowing. But the wind had followed her every move waiting to pick up her discards and push them along behind her to make light weight of her memory. And how like the wind to pick up speed and deposit it all at her feet to trip her up, again, again, on her journey to flat level ground. She’s not there yet; she loiters in caves in attempts to escape the wind that whirls and swirls her discards at her one and only exit point. Unless before time she escapes that gypsy lady will be as dust and blow with the wind and her discards into the land of “The End” … but time, yes, time; what is time that never forever has stilled the wind? Helen / 4 August 2012 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
She seems to have troubled the wind to an extent that the wind, relentless in its calling, is determined to make of her the soil from whence she came. Enjoyed this little story, Helen. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
A journey that I have made and understand...very well written...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
I love parables, and this has that feeling, also the gypsy nomamdic wisdom. You write it well, and I loved reading it, Helen. I wonder how much refuse will end up at my feet again. Best to dispose of it right if I don't want to dispose of it a second time. A lesson of depth, dear heart. Slow learner, here. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
But for that one moment or two how glorious it was to be free and speak the words of love’s honesty even if unto the deaf. And isn't that the true peak in life's wanderings and ponderings? Great, profound and beautiful thoughts you develop here, dear Helen. There is always some insight to gain when following your philosophical reflections. Margherita |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
As always, Helen, you do make the reader think, and rethink... I love this story of a mysterious gypsy girl and her endeavor to journey through all that seems to be against her. Mountain, wind, and time. I love the struggle. Reminded me of a story I heard in a movie, someone said: "We all struggle, gasp for air, and then we die." Enjoyed the read!! JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Wonderful write - great, descriptive language with a beautiful flow. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh dear, I have been remiss in not thanking you all for your comments. I'm obviously not on "flat level ground" - my apologies. They are all greatly appreciated. Thank you. Helen |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I really liked your frist line, and how she broke up camp. Like a bird in flight, your spirit soars so high. Your writing gives me much to ponder Helen. You are a wonderful inspiration dear lady!! |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
May the gypsy lady prevail against all odds and take flight with the wind. Enjoyed your poem, Ms. E |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Bluesy and Ms. E. It was a camp of dismay so it had to be broken up. Nothing like venturing beyond one's comfort zone just, of course, until the new becomes yet another comfort zone. Yeah - that gypsy lady searches but I wonder if she'll ever find. Helen |
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