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Gypsy Shadows On A Wayward Sky


By Christie Moses


Copyright by Christie Moses 2010



Published by ePrinted Books

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This book is a work of fiction and non-fiction.



This is a book about my journey through pain, my past and discovery. Life is a sometimes solemn affair and it is truly a labyrinth of wonder and agony. Inside these words is a place I went when I needed respite and relief from the shadows that at times would find me. I hope it touches at least one heart and moves at least one soul.


In poetry, if part of your soul doesn’t stain the page, crumble it up and throw it away…. C.Moses




Gypsy Shadows On A Wayward Sky


By Christie Moses




Dedicated to:

My wonderful husband Jeremy and my beautiful daughter Brianna

Without them I am nothing….


Any grammar errors or lack of alphabetizing is on purpose. It is a style of poetry.




Table of contents


Section One


The snow through your eyes

Six strings along the Cumberland

The song of desert sand and cadavers

The raw sting of a drifters blink

For any woman who has ever felt (or been) broken

On the outside looking in

Like roping a whisper

The jeweled kiss of clarity

The madness of loving great walls of something

From the closet of broken dolls



Section Two


The blooming ripens Haiku/Senryu sequence

Learning to sway

The auburn hours of fall(ing)

Siren song of a beach dreamer and sea

Journey to the dirge of strings

The weight of stones

The folly of unrest and fall dreams

Where the wild heart flows

Blowing kisses to a goodbye wind

Wistful rambles in cinnamon rain



Section Three


Tuolumne on my mind

Pear blossom and tears

Quiet exile

Days drip like sweat on lips

The education of rustic delirium

Cardboard windows and attic cuffs

Sepal serenade

Noose of the lone wolf

Brooding lyrics at eventide

The salt of a gypsy eye



Section Four


The eclipse of lashes

Goûtez mes lèvres comme vin cherry

The odyssey of a vagrant and the sun

Farewell to fragments beneath my skin

Prism dawns through diamond birth

Ghosts with stark eyes

Shrouded scrolls of a cardinal

Broken: record on repeat

In retrospect: the squander

Scent of torso and song of bees



Section Five


Mood rings and rusty creeks

Gossamer and webs

Cold solstice in May

Nostalgia stains blue as Sierra

Cygnus atratus and earth symphonies

Cinders: ash and blue (birds)

The nucleus of exodus

Binary anthem sings one

It’s all in your perspective

Baptism sky: Renewal Sea



Section Six


the stain of plum and femurs

on the blade of keening (note to mirrors)

Into soft spaces stumbles my heart

Streets of rain

Unchained on tangerine dusk

Pilgrimage: tale of the lost familiar

Calligraphy of tulip blooms and sea

It has a name: Lethal

Three thousand miles you’ve come

The greatest gift



Section Seven


Vagary: hypnotic

Of brine and mirrors

A winter wander

Desperado of the desert night

In the burning gills of wind and sky

Spiral ripples of a dreamers confusion

Down the larynx of briny deep

Suspended: The mark of you

Choreography of just one

Embrace the dusk in powerful wings



Section Eight


Fabrication fragments: the collapse

Sentinel of the muted

Eternity broods you like repeat wings

Pointless prose

Obscurity in the twilight hours

Ephemeral: the ingenuous drifting

Melody of a sky cruise

The crux of a dream is its reality

Darkling beautiful

In the breath of children

Severed


Section One


The snow through your eyes


i have trekked the snow

through your eyes


the cold precipice that hangs

low as the swan wings that

breathe essence to the deep

it is summer in these veins that

seek the winter in your skin


bloody as the dance of raven days

i have turned blue from black

wounds unwashed

in a tumbled version of hurricane anguish

fingers separate your hair strands

as i taste the life inside your pores

it still pulses like the daylight

as night screams its moon lips to your fear

i am here

as indelible as the january heart beat

broken

that scrawls its dirty ink on your cracked

ribs and bleeding lips


take my hands

i am warm here

alive

like the tattoo of my red cells

and the essence of your soul is a whisper

to my aching throat


oxygen lay short and stifled

in

the journey of bitter chill

bone deep cold

circles

circles like the sphere of hopeless

desperate as the drama of nonexistence

take my hands

the labyrinths end seeks an answer

and two is stronger than one

i have trekked the snow

through your eyes


and you are not alone




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Six strings along the Cumberland



summer

with its fleeting wings

drew closed like a mourned chapter

sliding down my hair in fading yellow


guitar dreamer

you strummed your nimble fingers

down my heart threads

acoustic humming hit the lake shore

echoed off the shimmers like soul shadows


you smoked your cigarette in silence

as you clumsily smiled at me

distance is not realized till hindsight kicks in

i walked deaths miles with you

spoken like a lip to my cheek

and salt rain on my lashes


you were like a dark wolf

crying in the midnight

harsh as decembers rain

yet

smooth like deep waters

and sexual in the way your lust spoke through

torn jeans and sad eyes


my heart danced for you strawberry dreams

in mid-july

now winter spills in

a hard light full of nature’s sorrow

those strings stopped their song

there i lay like ophelia

in repose and soft destruction




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The song of desert sand and cadavers



i am solemn along the cumberland

still waters deep as my cells

blue and green sting backwards

to my seeking lungs

it’s quiet here

silent as the musings in my dark lashed

soul

i remember the palm trees whistling

gentle

as the fingers of my mother’s hand


memories are like death

they are imminent


it’s easy

not belonging here

so madly simple

building my careful walls

stretching the structure to encompass

a shattered heart bruised and beaten

a soul worn and weathered

beyond my years

so i bleed in solitude along the lakeside

seeping with red nostalgia

wishing on stars with deafened ears


quiet along the shore

hair in my face and

the taste of salt tears leave trails

on my cheek


i whittle hours away

missing pear blossom and

the apple orchards

willows sweeping across a great

desert sky

how large it all was

and how wild the wind in a palmdale

night

how dark the grave that haunts me

how he ripped off my innocence and

casually broke me


oh the sting

the great raw sting

the burning scorch of remembering


misery

you are my muse tonight

and this


this is grandpas song




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The raw sting of a drifters blink



he said to me “you have gypsy eyes”

i’m really not surprised


restlessness consumes my skin like

hungry phantoms

again

unseen

as it dons its heavy spirit

like a woven drape

across my helpless shoulders


it’s always in me

scrawling across my blood

eagle wings

freedom screams like hollow mouths

for the road i seek

reaching no end

looking at a shattered lamplight

and broken ribs

still standing


gypsy whispers dark and addictive

like rum and coke

tasting me like flaming tongues

trails of its scorch on my breasts

and there is no liberty

from bare feet and the

pyre of soul wind


i ride this fire like a wild mustang

bareback and fierce

intensity claws at the madness in me

and leaves me searching

always running

aching

delving


there is no home for those that can’t be held

like mist….

flying empty and free


he said “you have gypsy eyes”

i said “they equal the sadness in me”




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For any woman who has ever felt (or been) broken



freedom is my burning right

in opposition to your strings

i still breathe

you cannot take my skin

and stretch it further than its been


but my broken wings still fly

and my shattered heart still beats

thumping out a thunder roll

to the rhythm of sensuality

and ocean violin mourning blues

so tenderly


summer breath shines alive in my eyes

despite your thievery and

dark avenue clandestine

wounding

on streets lit with blood rain

awash with the keen of ripped off

souls


reflections are deceiving

and so is the sky on moonless nights


but

never mistake me

for poor

or for feeble

i am power


in this woman’s eyes

and my female hips

i am me

and damned proud to be


don’t strike your hands down on me

nor try to stifle my dreams

the wind is mine

it belongs to me

lives in my cells and my bones

like it was made for me


fingers like yours cannot reach me

nor bruise me permanently


i may not be the sun but i can

shine like a star


freedom is my burning right

don’t you dare try and steal my flight




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On the outside looking in



i will dance your ballet of heart pain

my love

up where heaven has stilted breath


i will twirl to the sounds of your distance


nose pressed to a window glass

fogging it with my vaporous mouth

strawberry reveries and lashes swept


it is sunlight and darkness here in this

ice-cream moon soul sucker

it is dawn and dusk entwined within


you take me to places i have not been


in reminiscence i will speak of your

aching nostalgia like my own vellum blanket


what is there to do but sing out like violins

and blast out my naked emotions like

mournful jazz solos and acoustic guitars

saxophone riding my bottom lip like fingers


in a corner on my tiptoes straining to reach

a place i cannot touch




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Like roping a whisper



speak to me in brutal truth

but riddled tongue

of dark driving labyrinth rains

avenues and urban turns

like alleyways and hunger

of homeless waifs and despair

decaying lights that never die


i will give you my blood

to wear as paint on your cheek

like the streaks of red dawn

raw as the fields of wheat


dancing lilies drip past me

like calligraphy fine as webs

as you spell out your mystery

twisting in a dying wind


i cannot hold your skin

it seeps from my veins like

the curse of orchid sin

it is infinite this tyranny

of wishing on fallen stars

and tainted seraphim’s




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The jeweled kiss of clarity



the great tawny sun rises

under the weight of your lip


light just is!


the mirror of diamond

sheaths

twirl like breath rings

from the red horizon

a ballet of deaths crease

and life’s allegory

as it stretches imperfect

reaches metacarpals

bends and unwinds

like the cypress and pine


seeping like a bleeding into

soils empire as

humble as wings

yet powerful as eagles

battling a stumped sky


born flawed like wounds

and freckled air in

this broad difference

lay beauty

like moonstruck wine on

velvet black night


oh!

how that light shines!


steers through the mast of wreckage

just to find

it was always therein

that the great sun found its flight




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The madness of loving great walls of something



i woke with my sheets drenched

from the lust of such fire

the sheer madness of desire

you ran through my skin all night

like whiskey and raw sex

tinged with the sweet wine of

tenderness


my hands delved your hips

a thousand hot burning tongues

suffused in your lips

strawberry licks of

carnal sin


i bathed naked in your body

like the dance of devils gin

explosions suffocating my wind

my mouth came up gasping

at vapors sheer power

holding nothing but the smoke

that lingers like childish taunts


as pebbles of pain

leave traces of nothing

save

empty hands……




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From the closet of broken dolls



dark

rinse

of lachrymal

come to pass by salt and

cells


there is no mutter of defense

from these bloodless lips

to the picked bare bones

of my ancestors

in their prison of graves


raven wings sting like

velvet splinters

to the night witch of moon eyes

and midnights dark flame

the wan lids of reflection

stain like the searing crush of

stark red

bloody ink swindling me

blind

turning my night rest cold


it is winter here laying

legs splayed restless

pitched to the depth of my

unsealed

wounds

pine sap draped on my cracked heart

with taint

soiled with decembers snow


how they linger!


like broken jewels of glittered

dawn

rippling outward

wayward

crushed in chaos

cluttered

to touch my tear streaked cheek


akin to palms of rough callous

those rouge rusted nails


giving no ballast

to the shatters in my

muted

soul




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Section Two


The blooming ripens Haiku/Senryu sequence



orchids bleed thick white

iridescent snow essence

pure as your wine eyes


red delta plains fall

a ballet of scarlet autumn

rich as your deep soul


whiskey boils moody

upon my tongue of fiery dawn

you leave me drunken


the taste of those flames

your firelight descends on dusk

licks my skin in lust


fragile strong….my palms

stroking your hips like soft burns

we dance as one flesh




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Learning to sway



languid slips like breath

twining with the wind

like willows sweeping

pure array whispers

in the roots of air


rain drives aster

tonguing sunlight

scarlet ballets

intricate weave


velvet burn

like soft steel

venus flows


into

mad sweet


deep




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The auburn hours of fall(ing)



the taste of your breath stings

from this great chasm

like a near fall rain

teasing softly on my clavicle

like fingers reaching

secret desperados

abducting my air flow


disappearing

invisible to a dark tangerine

and titian spill


i watch the leaves wind down

like umbrellas chasing a

bluegrass terrain

and i feel you

in this autumn air

near me


you are like the orange fire

in octobers flames

falling from a far off sky

onto my lip

i can lick the feel of your skin

yet

taste only rain


i feel you

whispering like a brisk edge

to my cheekbones

and my lashes

in a silent dawn of amber

and i tumble

to the naked crush of fall

and your burning eyes




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Siren song of a beach dreamer and sea



summer dwindles agile as sand

bittersweet tang of

sifting from the tips of my (sun

loving) hands

as the moon bows in envy

to the break

of birthing a tangerine dawn

where all the yachts have gone


lone shifter

…………….drifter……

i wander these shores

solitude wrapped like sinew

on tarnished cartilage

the waves slash the fleeting

like wild white sails dipping

adieu

on the scatter of saline

that stings vagabond lips

parting them like strangers


sweet indian summer on the pier


introspection spills from my palms

into the heart of sea

and deep within the sunken shell

of transience and shadow


as the attic of my mind stores each

reminiscence

like ink stains and strawberries

like august air and peach blossoms

soon will be the exodus to

exile

bluegrass and fall




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Journey to the dirge of strings



tears trace a sheen

on my memories six string

as my fingers mumble secrets

unspoken

rain like solemn winter

strained to chalk white and

stolen

strumming my soul broken

like the arpeggios


salt, ancient as a gasping tide

belongs alone on my

quiet

dark corner solitude


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