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Romani Lady

Romani Lady

A Gypsy Lady was spying on me
          eyes veiled behind long lashes
                  truth only she could see
                      under the haze of smoke
                            where she smelled sweet and sour

Thought I glimpsed a smile
          old stories she would tell
                lost within this enchantment
                        veil wrapped upon her head
                                adorned in her dark gown

Gave a knowing wink to me
        long fingers strummed the strings
                    bells would chime as the women would dance
                            old songs she sung weaving spells
                                      laughed with a ring of gold on every finger

She slapped her knee and laughed out loud
          offered to tell my fortune
                    leaned in close to pierce my soul
                            a ring in her belly and two in her ears
                                      her teeth flashed diamonds when she spoke

She charmed me with mysticism and lead me to her tent
              I followed into the fog of silk and smoke
                          knowing then that I was doomed
                                  a curse would be bid and a price paid
                                              taken by the Gypsy Lady

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  • amaranthine lover gold member
    August 26, 2007

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    beautiful piece Amera, you continue to impress me on a daily basis


  • Swan song gold member
    May 13, 2007

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    Very Very good! Man that was good I like the meter
    also the way you laid this poem out adds to the quality.


  • painfully amazing
    May 3, 2007

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    wow...this was really good..i love the way you wrote it..gypsys..odd topic for me wouldnt know what to write bout if someone gave me the topic..but you...wow..you wrote bout it amazingly..loved it...keep it up

    nooreo


  • mysticstorm gold member
    April 27, 2007

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    I love this! I find gypsies to be so mysterious and inviting. My mother could tell you that...for the 1st 6 yrs of my life I was an Indian, then the rest a gypsy.
    Believe me know one could tell me different. LOL
    The story was wonderful and so inviting. Lovely tale from beginning till the end.
    Great new style for you...called freeverse is it??? Sorry feeling a bit lively tonight.
    Great work as always.
    Love


  • Dalaney gold member
    April 26, 2007

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    Holy cow...why do I even bother to write poetry??
    lol...this is FANTASTIC. Arrrrgggghhhh...how I
    wish I could write like this. Okay...I'm over it.
    Off to do something illegal. Love, Lane


    • Amera gold member
      April 26, 2007
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      Hay! what's the deal? No bunnies?


    • Amera gold member
      April 26, 2007
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      illegal? did I hear illegal? I'm comming; wait up!


  • sunny day
    April 26, 2007

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    Amera, What a wonderful gypsy tale you wove here to entice all our senses with. They are magical and mystical. The lore that we hear and read when it comes to gypsies is always arousing and exciting. Your blood boils to a fever pitch as you are thrown into their world with them. I loved how you styled this bit of free verse you chose to share here. It's fantastic and utterly amazing. Your work always enthralls me. Love you my friend, Joyce

    • Amera gold member
      April 26, 2007
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      Thank you Joyce. I had a few messages from friends that couldn't believe I did free verse. hehe...

      Love,
      Amera


  • Fire N Ice
    April 26, 2007

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    Great write

    We sometimes get Gypsies coming to the door when the carnivals are here,
    they offer charms and fortune telling for a small price, and always bring this feeling of fear and unease,
    no one i know will ever turn them away without payment,
    i guess superstision is a powerful thing.
    this conjoured great images and that same same feeling, job very well done


  • PerVirtuous
    April 25, 2007

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    This is fantastic! I am impressed. You have told a wonderful story here. Very powerful and meaningful. Three dancing bunnies!!!!!


  • Desire gold member
    April 25, 2007

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    Wow!!

    I Love this one for I was entranced from beginning to end
    When I got to the bottom I was like
    Tis over
    Noooooooooooooooooooooo

    Wonderful presentation and it would take me ions to get it looking like that
    Beautifully done my Friend!

    and Free Verse
    I was expecting a syllable count form
    You are so versatile

    Many blessings to You!
    Best wishes too
    and much love~ Desire~*~


  • JohnnyD gold member
    April 25, 2007
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    When you can bear the news I'll tell you how my parents traded me to the gypises for two chickens and some jerky.

    Nice write gal



    Dad


    • PerVirtuous
      April 25, 2007
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      Mine got a goat for me, and then got three goats and a fiddle to take me back...

      • JohnnyD gold member
        April 25, 2007

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        I was taught to play a Gypsie fiddle that had gas inside it. thus the reason I learned to fiddle-fart around so much early in life! LOL!


    • Amera gold member
      April 25, 2007
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      lol, Ok then! I would have thought you to be worth much more than that Dad.

      Love,
      Amera

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