My midnight dancer…
My midnight dancer… A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Gypsy
I hope your days be bright and love be near you.
She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They would sing and dance for the falling sun and the rising moon. I… Continue reading
My Gypsy soul.
My gypsy soul.. Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me.… Continue reading
The tarot cards…
The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet. The tarot cards I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road… Continue reading
Gypsy soul…..
Gypsy soul….. Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a… Continue reading
Gypsy heart…
Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading
The Gypsy dance…
The Gypsy dance Late at night on the Monterey bay. If you listen well, can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies. They gather in the Winter to celebrate life… Continue reading
“Gypsy heart”
Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading