Poetry Gypsy

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

POEM - Edit

LAMENTATION And when she thought all Life was drifting from his being he saw her naked, yet again, stripped bare of human artifice, void of pretense and of pride. She stood alone before him, raw with sorrow; base, vulnerable, unfiltered and uncensored, clothed only in primordial emotion and a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 6, 2017


SIGNIFICANT She was The One, always there for him, her arms a safe harbo r, warmth and love, open, welcoming; she, his private port in any storm, shelter from the seas of upheaval rocking a life turbulent; she, his light consistent, patience personified, abiding, waiting, infinitely eager to... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 5, 2017


ON COURSE You and I, mindful of heart, mystical of spirit, prevail to live another day; souls thrust upon the current, floating further from the shore, adrift at sea, orphans of life's storm, lost... unless we find the Way. © R. Presta Sign in to see full entry.


Well, it's happened to everybody. Now it's my turn. I had a poem I was working on, just about ready to post, and suddenly the computer said Draft Permanently Deleted, and it disappeared! Not into Trash, not anywhere; it's in Nowhereland. Poof! Gone... I'll catch up with everyone later on. I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 3, 2017

Blog Message

Today I invite everyone to visit my new blog, "RP's Theatre of the (Almost) Absurd," where I tell of unusual events that have happened to me along the way. Thank you, and hope to see you there. RP Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

POEM, for All Soul's Day

MR. RAT'S LAST WORDS Cry not for me when I have gone, said the rat to his genes; for my ending signals a start to your beginning; after I'm done, a spark, a scintilla of my life comes back, switches on; a beacon beaming with activity, waking the genes of the undead; as to how and why, Mr. Rat... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

POEM - True Story

BEYOND THE JETTY In the back bay of my mind lies a hidden harbor of memories, moored glory days, now lost; sweet Time, we owned you, youth, strength, love, life, all tomorrows were ours to claim. In a lightening blink flash-back I reminisce, halcyon days of freedom's kiss, dear friends long gone... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017


HAPPY HALLOWEEN! ( "TRICK OR TREAT...") * FROM ' PHANTOM OF THE OPERA' Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 30, 2017

No Poem, but a medical report -

Of Eyes and Sighs - Two weeks ago I had to see a retinal specialist as part of my routine eye exams. The retina doc decided he wanted me to be seen by a cornea specialist; " first available." We all know when a doc says that to the scheduler, it's potentially serious. Twenty years ago I was... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 29, 2017


ORIGINS From where does our poetry stem; Which root f rom what tree bore the fruit; Who sang the songs only we seem to know; Where lived t he voice spoken through tears; Can it now be found in the face of a crone; How many souls did mirror our own; Who else can hear lost cries of despair; Was the... Sign in to see full entry.

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