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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

One Breath

The silence between breaths Feels long and painful sometimes When my breath is released My head starts spinning So many thoughts, so many worries With the next breath, my head fills with fresh air And my mind relaxes But the... Continue Reading →

Serenity

I thought I saw a small rabbit Off by the edge of the forest He poked his little head around the rock But as he startled me, so I must have him I sat quietly on my back porch Overlooking... Continue Reading →

Book of My Life

When I open the book of my life The pages await I scan through the pages Scribbled in a hurry is some of my writing Some I don't even recognize as mine And seem to be written by someone else... Continue Reading →

I Dare Not Breathe

Hanging onto the rope for dear life The illusion of control hangs in the balance In denial that I cannot orchestrate everything Because that's the only way I can feel safe Hanging onto the rope makes me feel Like I'm... Continue Reading →

Decisions

When I stood in front of the open door I looked out and saw all the way to the horizon It seemed so far away Yet like in a mirror I knew objects were closer than they appeared Wanting to... Continue Reading →

Choices

When I stood in front of the open door I saw all the way to the horizon And it was beautiful The rich landscape showed me so many possibilities and freedom But I paused I didn't know where to go... Continue Reading →

Memories by the Fire (Dec 2011)

The flame crackled and popped near my feet I looked at the way the light danced on his features As I was wrapped tight in his embrace I couldn't think of a place I would rather be This truly was... Continue Reading →

Christmas Solitude (2010)

You hear music in the distance, off beyond the pines Carolers are singing, the familiar Christmas tunes As you walk crunching through the newly fallen snow The sweet sounds get louder The sleigh bells come near And a horse drawn... Continue Reading →

A Room of Oddities (Originally Published Dec 24, 2012)

There’s a small window in this room of oddities. It’s so dusty and dirty you can’t see to the outside. It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in months – or ever. I’m not sure where it would look out... Continue Reading →

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