This is a poem about feeling like no where you go is home.

The Gypsy are like diplomat. They travel all over the world. They adapt
themselves easily.

A poem about the Gypsy.

A short biographical story detailing the life, death, and subsequent unlife of one of my oldest characters from the Masquerade Project; Adria Boswell.

From her humble beginnings as a simple Romani gypsy girl traveling around the Principality of Wallachia, through the bloodbath of Vlad Tepes’ reign as Prince of the region during the Middle Ages, through her escape from the hungry fangs of the Anarch Revolt and the fires of the Inquisition, to her travels across Europe and the Americans, enduring all the tragedy and political intrigue one could expect of vampire society along the way, and finally ending in her eventual rise to power as Queen of Los Angeles.

The content of Adria Boswell’s biography may be enough to raise a few eyebrows, but is assured to be no less entertaining to read.

Notes on a selected poetry by D H Lawrence.

A poem about the dance and voice of nature.

A limerick I wrote. It was inspired by a sad fact that many Slovakian gipsies send their children to do crime for them since children cannot be prosecuted according to our law.

Poem about a free state of being.

The Gypsy Girl – a poem.

The Vampire’s lair.