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The Gypsy Dance of Life

Last night I watched in silence At the end of the road in forest deep I hid amongst the trees watching in awe As gypsies dance while others sleep Under the violet hue of evening sky Haloed by evening's golden moon I watched gypsies dance and sing As flames from bonfires leaped high in the air Dark haired women in shawls and beads Happily dancing and twirling without care Casting their spells of magic and enchantment Performing their honeyed seductions Blended with aphrodisiacs of scent and sound Gypsy men with kerchiefs around their necks Hoops of silver adorning their ears, singing joyful songs Children laughing, dogs barking As if they’re singing right along Oh, I so wanted to join them as I stood watching in awe Envious was I of their freedom and joy Caravans painted in bright images and colors Tambourines jingling as velvet shadows danced in the night Skirts swirling, gold and silver bangles on their arms Dancing 'round the bonfire's fiery light Accordions singing, with happy notes from a fiddler's bow As they sang and danced barefoot under evening moon In the coming dawn once again... It will be time for them to pack and move on With a last meal served... The caravans are readied to make another journey long "Gather yourself up gypsy girls Wonderful as it may seem… A gypsies’ life is never their own Time to move on Time to find another home You must have gypsy blood In order to survive" As their wagons move along dusty trails They'll be looking for a place to camp A place to call home... at least for awhile A place to hang their colored paper lamps Until... Suddenly- a cry rings out "Stop the wagons, ring the bells We've found the perfect place The perfect place for magic spells Tomorrow brings a brand new day! Let's feast, dance and make merry Come on let's get things underway" And so... The journey goes on And never ends! "Gather yourself up gypsy girls Wonderful as it may seem… A gypsies’ life is never their own Time to move on, time to leave Time to find another home You must have gypsy blood In order to survive"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 10/28/2012 4:42:00 PM
wonderful poem, enjoyed reading, love elizabeth
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Date: 10/28/2012 1:57:00 PM
Your poem creates wonderful images for me :)
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 10/28/2012 2:39:00 PM
Thank you Theresa, I wish Poetry Soup had a image feature so you could see the images I have with this poem I'm sending you a link to one of my other poetry sites so you can see the images if you like http://romonxassociatedartists.com/profiles/blogs/the-gypsie-dance-of-life

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