feather

a poem celebrating the freedom of a Rom lifestyle.

Tattoo a feather on my back

because

like a bird

I don’t leave any tracks.

I’ll fly high; and passing by

I will laugh at my

earthbound fellows.

I want to live as a gypsy

and call the world my home.

Travel in a caravan

with everything

I own.

Trick foolish gaje

and enchant with a glance.

I want to live as a gypsy.

I want to breathe

as much as I dance.

Lashav. 

Your shame

is my honor.

They are both the same.

You disparage my freedom;

I am disgusted by your cage.

A bird stays with me

of its own free will.

It can leave when it wants to-

I wish it well.

I love this friend who is wild and free.

I am happy that she has spent time with me.

I will not mourn her when she moves on.

I do the same.

Life carries on.

So tattoo a feather on my back.

Remember this moment

because 

it’s all you’ll have.

Memories, that is,

the shadow to your light,

dancing around a campfire

on a wild summer night.

Author's Note

gaje- nongypsy
Lashav- Rome for shame and, also, for honor.

Reviews

[Geel]

keep writing ms gypsy...:) this is a wonderful scribe worth reading...be blessed sweetie

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

excellent piece

[Princy]

Use of language is very good.
The poem does leave an impact.
And to be frank I also want to tattoo feathers on my back! o_o

[Abhinav]

Excellent flow of the poem makes it a good read....well done!

[Hannah]

Lovely poem, the flow and rhythm are very relaxing. The imagery is strong, I love your use of language ^-^