Gypsy

ravenswingpoetry — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 16:34:22 +0000

Smoky eyes,
Yellow hair;
Flowing skirts,
Knowing stare.
The desert at your back,
Mirrors before your face;
And then you’re gone
Without a trace
And I’m holding your shawl
And your words
While my heart
With the birds
Flies away,
If only briefly -
Sing to me,
Gypsy Stevie.

Written 4/19/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

J.M.S.

ravenswingpoetry — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 20:26:45 +0000

I followed your maps
I followed the legends
I walked your rivers,
connected your words,
and see your face.
Patti passed you your torch.
Now you pass me mine.

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Gypsy

J.M.S.