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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Finding Home

Home in your heart can travel with you anywhere It isn't defined by four walls With a lock and a key on the door Claiming it as yours Securing your valuables away Home is in your heart In your memories... Continue Reading →

Meeting Destiny

Standing in front of my destiny For so long it felt like deja vu Have I been here before? I seem to recognize you But in that foggy way Where you don't really want to say anything For fear it's... Continue Reading →

Rebirth of Language

I walk alone wandering trying to heal Not understanding the language of the world around me But continuing to try to translate Crumbling Confusion Creates Chaos But I find courage to continue Stronger than before Most times... Even sometimes unwilling... Continue Reading →

Taking Time

Time runs fine away like grains of sand thru my hand I cannot catch it and control it any better than the waves are able to on the beach The words allude my pen and are the mistress of moments... Continue Reading →

Home

When coming home to familiar places they aren't familiar faces and even the buildings have now changed but the streets are the same ones you knew so some how, some HOW it still seems familiar Even though nothing in your... Continue Reading →

The Good Life

Every step I take leads me to you Closer and closer although often with wreckless abandon Falling head over feet, no rhyme or reason But merely moving closer Tripping stumbling falling Getting back up, more sure of myself each time... Continue Reading →

Take the Leap

And we get to a point where we reflect on what's really important in our lives What we want from life, what we are willing to accept, and aren't, and where we want to go, and what we're willing to... Continue Reading →

What’s this Life for?

If smiles and hugs could pay the bills and fill the banks The world would be a happier less selfish place for everyone People would relearn the value of being polite And it would be the common thing Instead of... Continue Reading →

I write

I looked out at the winter night The moon cast such long cold shadows Over the freshly fallen snow The deer tracks ran away into the forest Long strides with another set in close pursuit A chase. But no blood.... Continue Reading →

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