The horn of plenty
The allure of inexhaustible gifts
Cheap optimism
The bones of antediluvian monsters
The soul, summoned out of its body
Partly dream,
Partly fear,
Partly despair
The fundamental urge to slay, to ravage, to plunder
This moaning pessimism
Amid luxury and security  ..
This com-modified universe is our boredom..

Gypsy

This sensitive thread
This magic we would deem imagination
It affects the infected in an instant.
It takes but one word,
One thought,
One act to become immersed..

Sometimes an angel is found in the dark.

To stop it is hopeless.
To stifle it, demanding.
To think to master it is both improbable and pretentious

It is nature's drug
A poison we call emotion...
There is the sadness of division
This invisible hand that blinds our eyes  
Reigns our hearts  
Even among the Angels,
A Beauty
That's both ethereal and dark.

Gypsy

Beyond the memories of a thousand murdered Generations
On the edge of useless law
Us
New citizens of Rome
Surrounded and absorbed...

In ceremony, we journey through this world
Beyond the memories
Beyond bad dreams
To the givers of Prayer

Gypsy

Pregnant with  the seed of purpose...
Submit your passions,
Sentiments
Weaknesses
You are what you dream

Gypsy

Acting like sheep
In our search for truth ..

The ridiculous and the sublime
The glory of the setting Sun
The driest land
The infinitesimal seedlings
The promptings of available light
Moisture,
The trees constructing a moderate zone
Tempering the climate
Mourning something that never was
The shadow of a caress
Standing at the gates of heaven
As the moon
Moved all the  heavens to music

Gypsy

If the aura of truth starts to wane
The shallow intentions or vile aspirations
The light of the sky begins to splinter
The causes of my blindness
Fearlessly pursuing insight
In this murky sea of complexity
Constant, in the center of it all
The unavoidable harshness of life..

Gypsy

The liberation of a stolen future
A future my father never lived to see
To be both master and victim of  time
****** into the annihilating whirlpool of the multitudes
Unable to live or die in peace.

Gypsy

Reality
A worthless idol
Propelled by hypocrisy and sycophancy
Into this abyss of sham,
The human creature
Selfish, abusive, vile
Society - cynical and ferocious
Traffickers in necessities
The mediocre and unscrupulous
The apotheosis of crooked politics
Imperfectly democratic
Greedy without end
Which refines the vices
Our souls corrupted in the days of Genesis
The pride of man's hopes
Has burdened itself with sadness


Gypsy

In the shadow of loss
In every waking moment
I am strong, electric, and alive,
I chose to dance, to laugh, to love,
To live again...

Gypsy

Living in my head

On this interstate Earth
A brief moment of absolute truth
I have heard the languages of the Apocalypse
Embraced that silence
Emerged out of a depth-less mystery
In a pretense of understanding
Borrowed time
Borrowed worlds
Borrowed eyes
In the gray light the blind dogs of the dark
Watched,
Our consumer culture slowly fading in the dismal sea
The rolling armies and the flames of battle
Cries of a hundred million souls
Like a black wing stretching over the Earth..

Everyone slides back into the Dark Ages
Adrift in the constant sea of trial & error
Yearning for ships to carry us home
When the world itself has ceased to exist
Crowned upon the ashen Sun
In a hangman’s noose
The darkness of the grave

Gypsy

You pay in blood and soul
When the barrier between the worlds is a whisper
When magic - old magic, sings
The truth of the Earth itself
Lures the Spirits from their tombs
From the dying pyre in the darkest forest
Where once I prayed for forgiveness
The sad clouds scatter
Calling things that don't have names
To have a life of their own,
Not an existence doled by others
The Tree of Life
The Garden of Eden
Their shadows come from the light
Lives with me, deep inside
Standing comfortably within its mystery
In tune with nature,
In tune with ourselves
In alignment with our all
The essence that can bind
A collective force reawakening on the Earth.

Gypsy

This Truth within silence

A prophecy in the middle of geometry
An oracle of inquiry
The deity in this soul
The seed of your God Self
Your fragrance swirling
Eerie in the dark root
The invisible guides us
We are bound to acquiesce.

This would be mine —
my mask,
my shield —
my persona.

Gypsy

Who will **** us children forever
Cover the cheeks of this world with tears
With horror
With fear
To stand at the portals of the tomb,
The vestibule of eternity
Consigned to eternal damnation
A gulph of devouring flames
In and beyond oneself and the universe.

Gypsy

Eyes -
Everywhere,
Hands -
Waiting..

She wanders absentmindedly,
She lights a cigarette in a cafe,
Concern rivets her to the ground and self
Her wings are clipped
A thousand fine bonds tie her to the Earth
In this headiness of freedom and discovery
Her spirit in an empty sky
Unique and sovereign..

She must
Find the world anew
Become a creator,
A free movement of transcendence.

Gypsy

In his frail dark boat
He sailed the wine
The red seas of his mother's blood
Sailed the borders between brothers
Every incarnated soul on this planet
The benediction of a pristine pedigree
Life, and death, and all that spanned between
Twisting in his life
Foredoomed to swell to our cold disregard
Society spinning their blood-red mazes
Where the threads of men's lives are spun.

Gypsy.

When something breathes beside you in the dark
Swallowed up in being
Some huge thing at rest
The stillness from which the mystic approaches
An abstract and negative
As king - as Warrior
Inside our own head
Opaque by its very fullness
Like Lucifer in Meredith's sonnet
A deep and noble source in the mind
The inward unity of its spirit
The living fountain of divine energy
This spatio-temporal Nature
Moving in space and time.

Gypsy

We are the centuries
We have your Eoliths
Your Pompeii
Your Caesars
We have your ****** hatchets
Your Hiroshima's.
We bury your dead
  
Feel pain
Give birth
Seek manhood
Taste a little godhood
With blood-stained vestments
Our mindless anguish amid the rubble
We march in spite of Hell..

Gypsy

Imagine this formless, liquid abyss
When the world is taken back, and monsters rule the trees
Ineffable dimensions, depths upon depths
Stumbling into confusion
The first cosmic day
God's Child soul
Living words passing from generation to generation
In a tone tinged with melancholy
The moan of doves and the feathers of ecstasy
This fathomless, multi-dimensional matrix.
Searches the skies of the realms below.

Gypsy

Our posturings
Our imagined self-importance
In our obscurity
This vastness
The great enveloping cosmic dark
The endless cruelties
How fervent their hatred
Their rivers of blood
Challenged by this point of pale light
This Earth
Where we make our stand.

Gypsy

The moments of silence are gone
We run from them into the rush of unimportant things
Unspoken painful whispers
Dwelling on all that we fear
Unwilling or unable
To be free of this modern machine
To part ways with all that is toxic
Hundreds and thousands of betrayals
How far we have veered from our primeval purpose
Turned and stayed sour
Cynical and judgmental
We widen this web technology
Race through our days
Increase the pressures
Stimulants to an exhausted nervous system
Between us and the immediate
A fire inside the charred heart of a burned-out teacher
Cut off  
From life's blessings
From our neighbors
From the wonders of nature
Slowly forgetting how to smile
Our silence has become a figure of speech
Hissing above the echoing vacuum.

Gypsy

Onward -
Towards the derangement of our destiny
Enveloped in an emotional maelstrom
Tortured by shame
Exalted by visions
The love and the desperate
The shadows of moving puppets
Cast on walls of fire
Shut in this cave of our own bodies
Cleanse our doors of perception
The spell of the infinite
Break this narrow chamber of our cavern.

Gypsy

How did it come to this...
Born into this hell
Looked around for Salvation
Looked around for crumbs
Blew my own trumpet
On the occasions I blew at all....
Now here we are
Steppin' stones to a paradise never seen before...

Did you ever think
Free
Did you ever think
Those redeeming thoughts..
The humbled Me
Before the greater good...
Did you ever think

The late nights
The early mornings
The all that matters
Breaking  curfew with the don't care at all..
Here in the Below
The far fetched seems closer at hand...
Seems to conspire with Life
For all new beginnings

Did you ever think
It would come to this
Before you thought at all..
Gypsy

In the darkness - My dark-beating Heart
The inarguable injustice of loving
All its mystery, beauty and pain
Sad
Confident
Insecure
In lonely desolation
Your name - Spoken for the last time

Then - fresh tears
From an empty Heart
The sorrow
Soothing electric vibration
I stumble,  get up
Into considerations of Death and Annihilation

Strange little memories
Dragged out to sea by the undertow

Silence -
To forget time,
To forgive life,
To be at peace

There is nothing more
But all that I have lost

Love
Pours the whole of itself into each moment
Love
That small beacon
In this terrifying darkness
We are connected by a bond of sympathy
Reduced to the unutterable ignorance
I know that ghost wandering lost on Earth

Death
The only God who comes when you call

Gypsy

Pride
Half slain
Kneeling in silence
Prayed
Hungered for your love

Gypsy

We live on a placid island of ignorance
In our black seas of infinity
A weird yearning for death
A crushing sense
Small and weak and selfish
To escape the unbearable feeling of becoming aware
A dare-devil rather than a Holy coward
Battling my fears
My pains
Conquering my uncertainties
A dread of stirrings in my soul
I considered forbidden and criminal
To paralyze and quake an individual
Flying out of the corrosive fire
In so deep a dread of silence
The silence of many
Silence multiplied
The silence of a crowd
Your dread  
This defeat of all Government
Within eyesight the unfinished
Written by Dante on the Gate of Hell
Shakes the earth beneath us

Like a roller-coaster ride
The sensation of it trickling away
The imperfect vagueness of human thought

Gypsy

To the fragment
That is the void
The Oneness
That is the Universe
The fullness of all there is.

Gypsy

In the light of  truth
That sacred fire
Our  well of salvation
Penitent sinners, sincere, truthful  
Another satanic sucker punch
The spiritually dead, lost in a haze of words

Cherishing a deep desire for some lost paradise
Sinners with broken and contrite hearts
Weighing heavily upon the Body
Blind minds
Blind eyes

Love has grown cold
Wisdom
The mother of solutions
Wanders forlorn in your sacred lands

The path of light
Fall in pride
Rise in humility
As the Earth repents of mankind

Gypsy

From the ages since time began
We lapsed into a kind of collusion with entropy
That eternal song over the waves
To the sound of his name in heaven’s mouth
We swim in the brightest and least ambiguous of elements
From the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare
Born a child of light
To resurrect dreams killed by hate
To heal the sun’s broken heart
To restore the moon’s vision
Transform faiths agony into peace

Gypsy

Like a thoughtless machine
The mystic chords of memory
The better angels of our nature
My heart, a throbbing engine
Like a wailing train
There's too much fuel,
Too much fire
A blessed provision of Nature
A few bad notes or vibrations
From the masterpieces of sages
Flickered into this dark night.

Gypsy

In the interval between reach and grasp
The absent presence of desire
The boundary of flesh and self
Between you and me.

Gypsy

If people are rain
I am drizzle ..

Gypsy

In the empty spaces between stars
Painfully visible
Entirely ignored
Alone
Nothing to escape from
Nothing to escape to
A life
Unlived
Rejected
Lost - Alone

Gypsy

Come away with me?
Stay with me?
What could I offer?
Nothing
Anything

Gypsy

You -  
Like an immortal
Golden and glistening in the candlelight
We kissed and caressed
Silk and song
Our souls intertwined
This pure mystic sensuality
Dripping with love
An ecstasy beyond words
Let it consume  our phantom hearts
As sky and forest scroll past
The green-eyed angel
Fell docile as a lamb
Our love for each other was seen
Where there was no world,
No land,
No god
Heaven or earth
Two bodies
The act of love
Trembling
Our passion
Cannot be quenched.
Should never be feared
For love can never be cured

Gypsy

Strange  -
Childhood - a new disguise
That empty husk of love
Desolate and sick
In silent sorrow
The shadow of a shadow
Setting us apart
These ashes of an ancient fire
Where the poor, dead people stray
Despising Earths wisdom

Gypsy

She sees your bleeding dark side
She feels your angry heart
Her voice, shapes forever
An amber waterfall
Powers of healing and damnation
The shadow of skepticism
I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky
That shiny and deceptive glaze of delusion
I long to experience
This mechanistic-mystical civilization
Murderous machines and Gods
In the dark and hollow spaces
To drift with wave and tide
In the weeds of common things
Amongst the dry leaves of the heart
Spirituality, the quicksilver moments
The blind force of the world
To take burdens from the weak
The sorrow that lay cold in a mother's heart
Shaded with dark and dappled with light
Her eye of love
Reveals forbidden places
Such death and chaos
A thousand bonds of delight
On that Everlasting Staircase

Gypsy

Drunk
He lies in wait for me
The Wars of Men
The opera of justice
Clothing cruelty with charm
That old hell
Wealth
Spattered with blood
That sick despair
In streets
In churches
Across a dead calm sea
Mountains
Shores
The marching of mankind's slaves
Finance
In a season of comfort
Poets and Storytellers
Painters and Sculptors
With a duty to seek
That rough reality
Embrace
Those ports of misery
The poetic grotesque

Gypsy

Heaven's intentions
Are not what they may seem
When half the world
Is left rattling at the door
This Angels eloquence
Cannot explain
Or teach the World
His paternal care
From Earthly things to things divine
What men have deemed substantial
Since the fall
The mind a wilderness
Through want of care
Plant a foot upon this ground of trust
Your god - merciful
Sets all to right
Every sudden slip and transient wrong
Spoken like an oracle
As science points its telescopic eye
A precious pearl of trust and light
Mercy's grand apocalypse displayed
Sits absolute on its unshaken throne
The pride of lettered ignorance, that binds
Our accomplished minds
Hurts our pride, moves our envy
This dark importance
Learnt beneath despair
When weary we retreat
On Sunday's
To the house of prayer..

Gypsy

That needle, that orient  light
Your sad decline
By despair of life
Its language, like a dream
The smiles resemblance of the past
Its spirit, now a fainter flow
Some dark oblivion - born to be forgot
From fame's neglected hand
Worn out -
Its vain pursuit of you.

Gypsy

Ingenious, by its own massy weight
The invention to a priest
Relaxation, the languid frame
The new machine, some youthful grace
Has slackened to a pause
Then dwelt upon the scene
Penniless and far from home
These gifts of a squandered life
The dream -
Of distant floods
Upon loose pebbles
In matted grass
Betrays the secret -
In still repeating circles
That hails the rising Moon
A foliage of such dark
This poet's treasure
Waters from the crystal well
That miner of your Soul
That mimics works of art
Visions prompted by instense desires
This constant revolution
A mere pretender to the name
Philosophy - the eagles eye
Holds out to all ancient barriers
Unexampled, unexplained
While God performs
Within the trembling cities
With rigors of restraint
We the righteous
Counterfeit the motions of old achievements
Defective and unsanctioned
To a God yet not revealed
Humble learners
Of grace, knowledge, comfort
This last poor pittance
In this prison-house the world
That holds mankind  masked
Preparing for our ruin
Exposed - Peace, that memory
Crooked and twisted and deformed
Broken and decaying, society mourns

Gypsy

A symphony of Hells
Has no power over Pagans...

Burdened with contempt
Slaves to infernal stupidity
****** and dead to the world

Gypsy

The serpent, weaves through death, kaos and night
On the floor of a breeze
Wrapped in sweet sounds
The hungry years
Chase the day
It limped and stumbled
In the void new world of man
The mystic measure and shades of light
Wings - soft and sweet as thought
From the depths, solemn and slow
Spirits of Air and Earth
Fill the dance
Of the desert years
A thousand drops of sunny water
Vanish into rain
And live within the soul

Gypsy

Poppies plucking scant esteem
Into the sad stream of a dream
At last the tranquil perfect flower
Grown blind, grown spectral
Consoling shadows
The sighing of the wind
Lingers
Pitiless and cold
Beneath November trees
We wandered Speaking silence


Gypsy

Like a Moon that is dreaming
For the Earth and the stones
For deep still love
Those deserts of moss..
To live a sleepwalker
Hurled into darkness
Never the Angel
Like him I am consumed
On the alters of Solomon
I danced upon the waves
Seeped through all my seams..
The bitter reds of love
Bathing in the poem
Dreaming into birdless space
Across open spiral flaming skies..
The wanderers, poets
Love could have salvaged
Those nights slept, exiled


Gypsy

This moment of awakening
That eternity lost to us
Lights up my abyss
Quarrels with the world
The sacred aromatics of filthy education
Grumbling Beggars, Artists, Scoundrels
From that same desert - the ghoul kings of life
Exempt from all morality - nurtured with lies
Bury my imagination
A precious flame - returned to the soil
All those noisome memories
The hissing of the fires - fading

Gypsy

A long walk
Through the darkness,
A long walk
Through the darkest shadows
The corners of your soul  
Those parts
You've created
Those parts within
You can choose to fear them  
Repress them
Refuse to shine
You fear judgement and rejection
Choose to look towards the light
That healing,  
The only source of true beauty and love
To find those words that touch the soul before the mind
Find the touch that warms the heart from deep inside
So tired of separation, of division
Beneath all that dust and darkness
Hope
That far away abandoned part
The light
That love and compassion
Surrounded by the ashes of all that you once cherished


Gypsy

From inter-lunar dreams
Of the illumined sea
Through the wind flowing folds
A storm is poured
And waves wake sounds
A loud whirlwind harmony
Solid as crystal
A sphere within sphere
With a thousand motions
Of self destroying swiftness
The secrets
Of Earth's deep heart
Her melancholy ruins
The anatomies of the unknown
Like my words, they are no more
Filling your empty annihilation love
Its nature is its own divine control

Gypsy

Cold disdain
Tattoo my body
With fierce buzzing flies
Drunkards in dark streets
A melting dialect of death
Altars of spiders
My soul eternal
Mixed with the Sun
Visions of purity
In an immemorial age

Gypsy

Angels of Mons
Emblem of prophecy
Baptized in the waters of the flood
Serene repose of egoism
This pestilential stew
Quinine and hope
Airlie - drums of death
Waiting for that magic touch
The spell of disquiet and suspicion
Sentimental concession
Phantasms of the living
The black Raven will come
Herald the deaths head
Epona - personified in stone
Eyes like a wonderful museum
The ultimate evasion
Vividly comfortably domiciled
A certain coldness of disposition
Full of sad dignity

Gypsy

These are her spells
Which hope thinks infinite
To love and bear
Her disentangled doom
Whose power awakens oblivion
Spirits whose homes are flesh
Her earth born spells
Her Nature is that Universe
This pyramid of love
This harmonious soul
Her language - a perpetual Orphic song
A solid frost and sleep
This sea like forest
Around, within, above
Like spokes of some invisible wheel
Quivers, helms and spears
Ruin within ruin
Her mocking orbs harmony
Her spirit of the Earth, laid asleep
This gentle darkness
Music and light
Through empty space

Gypsy