Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership


See and share Beautiful Nature Photos and amazing photos of interesting places



Quote of the Day

Quote Left"The harder you work, the luckier you get."Quote Right

by Gary Player

  |  Comment

THE TRAIL OF THE GYPSIES

cherl dunn Avatar cherl dunn - Premium MemberPremium Member Send Soup Mail Go to Poets Blog Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below is the poem entitled THE TRAIL OF THE GYPSIES which was written by poet cherl dunn. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Read Poems by cherl dunn

Best Cherl Dunn Poems

+ Fav Poet

THE TRAIL OF THE GYPSIES

Nomadic tribes traveling along forgotten
Mountain passes.
A village built upon wooden wagon wheels.
A homeless nation searching for a homeland
That no longer exists.
People cast asunder at the four winds mercy,
Without roots safety line.
Cultural diversity an unexceptionable social, 
Barrier to non-conform to the societies norm.
Outcasts gypsies living on freedoms well worn
Road.
Dreaming of liberty's liberation from being
Nothing more then dusts children, drifting
As castaways upon hidden highways lost 
By ways.
Beneath moonlights luminous glow, a canvas
City comes alive.
In abandonment’s empty fields a flickering firer 
Burns at twilight’s midnight hour
Beyond no man's lands a nomadic people celebrate
A moments peace.
From those whom would destroy their way of
Life and religious beliefs.
Striking rosin to bow, the fiddler plays an ancient
Tune.
While voices sing of an easier time, a simpler 
Peaceful way once lived.
Mankind's kindred spirits wishing for a sanctuary,
Clinging to idealism, that one day they will find
A home at last.
Just a piece of earth all their own, to rest at peace,
Somewhere it does exist.
In such a world created by an everlasting being,
An Eden calls to them.
Until then the gypsy dance continues, and there
Voices shall be raised on high.
But at sunrise nothing is left but the cuts in the road,
From creaking wagon wheels.
And glitters dust left behind along with a lingering
Dreaming,
The echoing songs from a nomadic people, who belong
No where but the open plains.
God's lost lambs searching ever seeking freedoms road.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



.

Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment
  1. Date: 1/9/2014 5:09:00 PM
    Absolutely outstanding poem....I enjoyed this very much..

  1. Date: 1/8/2014 3:43:00 PM
    Enjoyed reading your creative work..I haven't seen a band of gypsies in ages..We used to see a band come through every once in awhile..I wonder if their mode of transportation is different now?..Are we all a little gyspy in our deep recesses?..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 11:50:00 PM
    wow, you really do know your gypsies, don't you!! this is very nice. It shows a good understanding of their situation and is very descriptive..

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 7:54:00 PM
    very vivid voyage into the lives of the gypsys, this piece intrigues the reader...great creative write you have penned :) Hope you are feeling better! Hugs

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 6:48:00 PM
    A visual masterpiece. I love this. Always thought Gypsy s got a bad deal. you can't; discriminate against anyone these days,but with Gypsy's, it's not the same. I think there is a gypsy deep down in most of us. I have their blood in me I'm sure being half Hungarian. excellent take care. Pete..

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 5:04:00 PM
    Hi Cherri, that was an enjoyable write, I have always been fascinated by the Gypsy way of life. And you made them even more fascinating to me. I enjoyed this poem very much....peter

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 6:53:00 AM
    cherlyn! mystic write of gypsy wanderings so gloriously penned... love the mood pof this; you entice!. huggs

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 6:22:00 AM
    This one captures their true spirit well Cheryl, thank you for digging into your archives, it was well worth it, quiet often the best treasures are hidden in archives pun intended, will check on you later, to see what else you have scribed from that beautiful mind of yours, your fan, Vie xxx

  1. Date: 1/6/2014 11:10:00 PM
    A very beautiful, intriguing poem, Cheryl.