Once upon a moment,
Not so far from this mortal coil
A tale for the telling
Thrown into the arena...

The wishing well
The wish
The guessing game
In the distance,
Children
Rags in trees
The old fool
A life lived
Here  
In a moment frozen...

She lies dying,
The truth on her lips
Those red ruby coloured lips
The words tumbling in a motion slow
It all seemed so much easier
The not knowing

Gypsy

Tumultuous waves of thought
Anxious and grieving
My brain became hollow
There is something to be said - for being dead
In crouching cellars - alone or together
The intimate sanctuary of beauty
Far off - a voice in my ear
Like a dream - I feel your caress
On this indifferent tide
I wave the visible world away
Into the oblivion of lost things
Into the iridescence of decay
Like a sunset in a hazy day
Fearful of hearts treason
Your phantom fevered loves remorse
Gnawing at a worlds despair

Gypsy

These reasonable songs of savages
Seated beauty on its knee
Armed itself against justice
Contrived to purge the mind
To strangle it
Where all hearts opened towards the spirit
For the body and for the soul
Utterly forsaken - you who love the absence
That impulse for religion
Misfortune was its God
That look so lost, on a face so dead
Courage and destruction inspire these people
Their loathing - a motherless fatherland
Roaring debauchery of that madness disaster
Our extent of innocence
Life - a monstrous dose of venom
A glimpse of conversion - happiness
Mans melodious noble ambition

Gypsy

I am searching for faith
The good and the beautiful
The mechanics of culture
Engineers of the soul
The bullet-headed many
Like their God of creation
Permanent and temporary
A lily in their medieval hand
This revolt against fate
Born of humiliation
This madness of art - Fickle, Freckled
Is the heart of man
His pillars of smoke
The face of the deep
Our primitive nothing
That grand perhaps
The big issue of our times

Gypsy

Love,
Drips,
Gathers,
Stirs the quicksand
Whisper's in an artificial wilderness
Pale rain over this soundless dark
Your spittle eyes  
Emptied of poetry
This nightmare, a purpose more obscure
In a rapture of distress
Universal love and hope
That pilgrim soul in you
Your shadow deep
Your desert of the heart
With that rhythm, a song
Your intellectual disgrace
Tingles in the feet
Between each stroke of this grey dull sleep..

Gypsy

A chilling sort of grey
A dawning smile
Your strangeness and disillusioned ways
Within - you've set your blackest flag
Your flowers of dissolution
Consume virtue with a breath
Belong neither here nor on Earth
Stranded on stellar shores
The tangled spindles of your uncovered soul...

Gypsy

I was hoeing
Words of tongue and pen
Despair, from the far side of absolute
The ceremony of consequences
So unequal, so unfair
I replaced one life with another
The rich man in his mansion
The poor man at his door
Baying for broken glass
The small change of illusions....

Gypsy