Raving Gypsies

Fires licking the night sky...

 

Like herding caravans of gypsies.

Fires flicker, licking the night sky.

The waves of endless dunes,

with shrubbery of unknown phylums.

Excotic sounds of music.

Silohouettes in the dark,

Dancers in their trances.

Perfumed oils draw you closer.

The feelings of temptation,

take hold of you.

A lost paradise found.

Visiting a forgotten  time.

Like slipping into a dream,

and never wanting to wake.

 

 

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Reviews

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I enjoyed the write
And also liked the font you used
Well done!

[THE BLACK SEAL]

yes ths definately sounds foreign and sublime. i enjoyed it. one of your best

[Tempest]

A taste of the foreign - vivid and enticing. Great read. Love the feeling of temptation this poem delivers like a tantalizing tease.. This plays nicely with your inclination towards using words sparingly. Good work.

[Lace]

I like the colors and smells.
Mmmm. Loveliness.

[~ Tex]

I love the flow, format, feel... it's fabulous.

The choice of music works fairly well too.

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

I really like this poem! I love all the imagery!!

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Wonderful journey into the caravan of the gypsies. Good work. Love the music. Thank you for sharing. debileah

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Wow. And I loved the Queen of the Damned music to go along with it. Love that movie. Great write!

[Middagslapie]

Passionate and very graphical...

Fires flicker, licking the night sky - lovely description!

and the perfumed oils, the temptations... gives one the feeling of a sensational fantasy that has become a reality...

Most wonderful... and well in my opinion. Gypsies are mystical creatures in their own rights.

Keep it up!!

me*

[Sunburnne]

Love gypsies; love the poem.