~~Gypsy Soul Whimsy

Gypsy wild at heart, I wander in my mind's lust

  music lives in my soul of capricious whimsy's 

t

unes 

    never content to remain captive too long

 I need to sing anew, intoxicated songs of delectation

      the poetry of life adds that extra spicy gusto

    sweeps  of magenta grandeur & pomegrante's passion

      I prance in the moonlight's bohemian spirit's envy

      Cynical skeptics spell a darkly captive cast 

       I prance over their cryptic poison dust

         these gypsy wings are joyfulness enraptured

           No one can undo this spell of zingara's relish

             walk in the critc's nature of unpoetic stanzas

       if you're so inclined,       just don't reign in my kismet

               Romance me & dance in this intense ardor~

                                                  of  wanderlust's destiny

Author's Note

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Another illustration of a piece here...Frieda...the whole theme and your musical accompaniment blends this verse within your lines...

Thanks for the invite...I'm back to work with copy writer and doing my best to write 1000 words a day...and a subject you do not get to choose...will be busy the next few months...so I will read all RR"s might just take a bit longer to get a review...hope you understand...plus promote my book: The Onyx - Vena Amoris...for late next month release…

[Frieda P]

Thanks Glen, I guess the font was okay with you or you would have complained, good luck with the book, and you can promote it on my page anytime ;-)

[Glen Yumang Manese]

You're welcome...and thanks also for your patronage...every bit of promote helps...one reader at a time...the best is word of mouth...good night...just checking my email...and saw you replied...

[MikeV]

"Gypsy wild at heart, I wander in my mind's lust music lives in my soul of capricious whimsy's tunes never content to remain captive too long" written with such beauty!
Great write! :)

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Mike! ;-)

[SyberRose]

A spectacular rendering of the romance and the magical ambiance of the gypsy soul...Rose:)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Rose, glad you enjoyed, like the new pic by the way. :-)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Frieda:)

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That was pretty awesome poem there!

[Frieda P]

Thanks Jon, much appreciate your visit & review!

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Your quite welcome:)

[David Scott]

Smiling.
"just don't reign in my kismet" I love it.
I think the "Gypsy Life" is one of those mystical dreams we all look at and think how mysterious and wonderful it must be. Yet the reality is a simple pleasure of fleeting joys and beliefs in the unknown. This is a part of life we all can live.
A lovely poetic thought Frieda! Nobody better think of messing with your kismet. ;)

[Frieda P]

Ahhh you made my day by gracing me with your presence Scott! Thanks, ha, exactly, the kismet is off limits ;-)

[Pryde Foltz]

This was a magical piece for me. Yes, be wary of those who would rein in your expression especially one own self.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Pryde, glad you enjoyed...and especially one's self, we can be our own worst enemy at times...

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. I like the energy and hope in the poem.
"I need to sing anew, intoxicated songs of delectation
the poetry of life adds that extra spicy gusto
sweeps of magenta grandeur & pomegrante's passion
I prance in the moonlight's bohemian spirit's envy"
I like the above lines. I need to live this life. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

I need to live this life too my friend, thanks Coyote!

[Sami Khalil]

A wandering spirit lookig for life's clues , love's blues wanting to sing anew the songs of love enraptured in its joys of endless moments of romance in gusto...A splendid read and write...:)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Sami, jazzed you enjoyed :-)

[Sami Khalil]

Always jazzed...:)........

[Jack...]

The sensations and visions that flooded my mind while reading this absolutely spellbinding poem are virtually indescribable. If in fact your poetic incantation was, as it seems to me, casting some sort of magic spell please know that I surrender completely to it. I can see wings and colors, sparkling trinkets and floating musical notes. Exotic flowers of vivacious fragrance, striped tents with stardust flags waving and cosmic tamborines playing on the wind. This was more than the world beautiful could ever describe...enchanting, only to say the least. Amazing Frieda, oh how I love to dance in your world.

[Frieda P]

Ah Jack, you fell for it, you're under a spell now, you'll be sending me all your paychecks for the next ten months. ;-) I meant thanks so much my sweet friend!

[Jack...]

Another ten months...sheesh.

[Frieda P]

LOL...................touche!

[Yellow Butterfly]

Romance me & dance in this intense ardor~
of wanderlust's destiny

Frieda... I could not have written this so eloquently as you have... you've conjured up a whimsical feast of delights in this wonderful poem.

Beautiful

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much YB, you humble me with your kind words my friend.