Carole Duet Poet Rhyme

Gypsy Dreams

Swirling skirts,
  colorful shirts,
  golden earrings,
  gypsy dreams.

Violins sing
  to dancing scenes.
Big brown eyes
  and tamborines.

Campfires and stars
  glow in the night.
Bangles and beads
  jingle and excite.

Whistles and whips,
  shouts of joy,
  flutes and accordians
  add to the noise.

Happy voices
  sing of days gone by,
  echoing passion
  in a dark blue sky.


By:  Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2006
"All Rights Reserved"

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White Wolf September 29, 2016 at 10:48 PM It really takes you there, I could imagine sitting around the campfire, singing and dancing, as all join in. /|\ Carole Duet September 30, 2016 at 8:26 PM You really got it! Isn't that the most facinating imagining? I wish I had been a gypsy...lol (Maybe I was in another life. Who knows?)

D. C. Jordan September 6, 2016 at 1:56 PM I like this. You have a clean lyrical style, great imagery! DC Carole Duet September 6, 2016 at 3:50 PM Hi and thank you. I'm so glad you liked it.

Daniel Turner August 26, 2016 at 4:56 PM After reading this fun poem, I feel as if I just came from a gypsy camp. I could see the horse drawn wagon, gypsies with bandanas, drinking and dancing around a big campfire. Great descriptive writing Carole. I enjoyed this very much. Carole Duet August 27, 2016 at 3:09 AM Thank you, Daniel. I'm so glad you liked it. :-)

Paul Callus August 26, 2016 at 9:31 AM This trips happily along like a gypsy dance, Carole! You paint a lovely image as music and song fill the night sky. Love the ending! Regards // paul Carole Duet August 26, 2016 at 3:27 PM Thank you, Paul. I love dancing and music and I think I'm a gypsy at heart.