Little Gypsy Witch


I have always found it easiest to express myself poetically. From the time I could write, I was writing some sort-of-my-own version of poetry. In over a dozen journals, I’ve kept record of my life experiences and, most of them are strewn with short-hand. The pages acting as a canvas to my inner poet. My words have always spoken to me in great detail and depth, long after I write them on paper- They have been my compass and road map, since- forever. Throughout the course of 2011, living in Asia, I wrote over 100 poems. And now, I see it as a true privilege to start sharing them with other eyes, hearts and open-minds…

A note to “the poets”,

my verses may go askew,

like my thoughts-at times.

forgive me, for –

meter disrupted,
punctuation constructed.

I take liberty in long-winded stanzas


write to expel, not to sell.

My vocabulary coerced,

by infinite depths.

And, if those depths speak to me,

and me alone,

so be it.

I surrender,

The Soliloquies of a Gypsy Heart.



Be-Loved., December 9, 2012

Honoring Divinity, May 6, 2012

love is all we need., March 20, 2012

Grey Matter, November 1, 2011

“If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I won’t grow up”, October 17, 2011

A Unit., September 29, 2011

Recognize your Temple., September 13, 2011

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