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Jennifer DeLong Apr 2018
Seeing in the magic crystal
images stirring like cream in coffee
Not quite clear .. slowly working
as my mind goes blank my heart opens
talk to me show me what's ahead
You know I like to be well prepared
my eyes are ready to look
mother gyspy may I ?
She ready's and says open my dear
her voice crackles and falls silent
Breathing is all I now hear
Still not quite clear
not today not today my dear
if **** hits the fan
I am not prepared
With that she says your made of
witches ashes and odins strength
dare ye that try for they
will be the ashes for *******'s
ye build for thy next life
As she winks and pushes me
out thy door
not today not today

© Jennifer L DeLong 3/2018
Just a fun write lol
Stuck in nowhere
I wish I was a gyspy
Goin somewhere
Somewhere like a hippie

leave it all behind
leave all the pain
leave it all behind
hop on that train
leave it all behind
all those possessions
leave it all behind
No more regression

It's the same ole rerun
same ole gun in the face
it's the same situation
Same ole run in place

Stuck in nowhere
I wish I was a gyspy
Goin somewhere
Somewhere like a hippie

leave it all behind
Start a new day
Leave it all behind
Be on your way
Leave it all behind
Go and find some friends
Leave it all behind
You can trust in the end

Stuck in nowhere
I wish I was a gyspy
Goin somewhere
Somewhere like a hippie
Awesome Annie Apr 2015
I untie my hair from its knot, I just want to be set free. Place my bare feet on the earth, and allow it to heal me.

I could not stand by anymore, stolen sentiments in fist. Waiting for a sign from him, wondering what I've missed.

Long hair flowing in the breeze, I now turn my face to the sky. Wind reminds me as tears fall, that it does no good to cry.

So instead I dance to feel the universe, for joy to fill me once more. Wild and unobtainable, I've felt this pain before.

Gypsy souls are meant to wander, forever too be free. My heart is struggling just to find, why he means so much to me.

— The End —