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

Gypsy

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

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

The screen, Awakens,
Holster your MIND

Realities TV

Drips from dawns syringe..
Ready to hurl its daily dose...
This digital fix,
Ready to be every dreamers dream
This faceless abattoir of emotions
This mills and boons reality
Dragged from some pit of despair
Naked,  truth and lies merge...
That all telling clarity
Fading from view
As you leave sanity
For the moral hinterlands of BEING
One last time you twist, only to turn
No more pleading
No more begging
That digital fix...pierces the brain


Lost...to all REASON

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

The greater your spirit the more you are alone
This power of love can spread magic to the world like nothing else
What a wonderful soul so bright inside you
Has the power to heal the sun’s broken heart
Power to restore the moon’s vision  
To conquer
Machine men
With machine minds and machine hearts

Gypsy

The greater your Spirit the more you are alone
This power of love can spread magic to the world like nothing else
What a wonderful soul so bright inside you
Has the power to heal the Sun’s broken heart
Power to restore the Moon’s vision  
To conquer
Machine men
With machine minds and machine hearts

Gypsy

One more ride
Aboard this merry go round
Just another spin of the wheel
Another perfect plan
The mother of all schemes
The darkest heart wins it all
Drinks from the pleasures of profit
Rich by default

Give him his name
A pigeon-hole
The cunning of a serial killer
The perfect choice
This drug equalizer
The bass and treble of reality..

The disco divas of make belief
Crumble under the pressure

Bring him some of that pick and mix happiness
That over priced burden of pleasure
Join the line of escorts to his surrealistic pleasures
Watch his ****** suit stretch taking protection to the limit

From the corner
Eyes watching, masquerading as bored
His guitar gently wipes away a stray tear
The bedsit voodoo master fingers the fret
His bedsit altar
Swamped in ambience
His incense prayers
Follow old Cohen
Returning from the river
Memories of Suzanne, wet and worn
Begging for one last go
One more Electric Warrior
One more Dylan brew
For the road

Gypsy

Sheets of zinc changing under my foot
The dreamless face of the Sun's steady acetylene
Migrant envies - watched the skies burn..

They want their dead back
My wife, my children, my home
Over the pink fires, where the natives walked
Quietly Envied, quietly Human
With sea-green eyes, with every reflection..

I'm nobody, I'm a nation - folding the sea
Telling mourners around the graveside
I loved them all, the drowned, the lonely
The sailors at Sea, dividing the absent...
On this unlucky island
We all know
Our dust is Industrial.


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

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

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

Lost among the rituals
The season of our emotions
The phases of our inner sun
Within every solar system of the soul
Our own unique story
As turning as the tide
From the foundations of reality .

Gypsy

On some imaginative plane
Accidents and limitations
Ethical and aesthetical
These strangely passionate poems
The honey from these lips
A kind of spiritual artistic sense
Giving life and reality
A drawing - The picture
A thing of any value
The truth of the theory
Faith - Martyrdom
The artist and his humanity
Delicate minions of pleasure
A trail that leads nowhere
This mystery of the modern
The tragedy of desertion
Of art and of the strange
Dream of the creative
Reality and its ideal form
Immortal children of undying fame
Barren and profitless

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

Nothing in this life
Like the leaving it
Death...A tiny night-light
On the point of expiring
A dull, dreary affair
Dreading and hoping all.

Gypsy

Serenity of light, of translucent ice
I can’t tell anymore
The beginning, past these moments
So much to lose.- lost
Our immortal inspiration of love
A 'graceful exit
Pains end of a melody
The bleak blackness of passions
Unrequited,  
Unexpressed,
Unresolved
Closing circles
Tossed into the seas
Like a novel
The end of The End
The tightrope we walked
The drama of the last awful word
Never unsaid  
Unremembered.
Smell your absence on my skin
The aftertaste  
Still lingers
A placid silence
This winter day
Echoes long into the silver-blue
Of loves empty room
God, upon thrones of marble..
Crying for this love
Mountains and Rivers
Nothing
A husk, rustled by the occasional sigh
It ended sadly
Holding hands and weeping
Love slowly dies
Falling into ruin..

Gypsy

Serenity of light, of translucent ice
I can’t tell anymore
The beginning, past these moments
So much to lose.- lost
Our immortal inspiration of love
A 'graceful exit
Pains end of a melody
The bleak blackness of passions
Unrequited,
Unexpressed,
Unresolved
Closing circles
Tossed into the seas
Like a novel
The End of The End
The tightrope we walked
The drama of the last awful word
Never unsaid
Unremembered.
Smell your absence on my skin
A placid silence
This winter's day
Echoes long into the silver-blue
Of loves empty room
God -
Crying for this love
Mountains and Rivers
Nothing
A husk, rustled by the occasional sigh
Nothing....
It ended sadly
Holding hands and weeping
Love slowly dies
Falling into ruin

Gypsy

This ******* - Me - Slave,
Your kind seed, barefoot and ragged
An impartial sense
This spider love
The Eagle and the Dove
To my waking soul, the serpent brought
Wild civility, a sweet disorder
Our common fate of time
So dull and mute
Underneath this marble stone
Love's death -
Both the wind and the sun
Make a final conquest..

Captivate my mind
In a soft dream

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

Pride
Half slain
Kneeling in silence
Prayed
Hungered for your love

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

I was within and without
Moments of joy and clarity
Repelled by the inexhaustible
Addicted to thought
The mystery and the awe of a flower

The breaking of the shell
The daily miracles of  life,
The evil that is in the world
Pain
The seed of suffering
A frequent repetition of pleasure
Energy condensed to a slow vibration
The cosmos within - without
The sacred water of life
Dwells at the root of a tree
Lost in a mysterious Universe

An hour before the Devil fell
That great rush of anger
Trapped in the dream of the Other
Permanent, intolerable uncertainty
Gazing up at the dark sky
Laid my heart open to the benign indifference
All that remained of hope -
Love
The only reality of the world

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

There's a ghost of a candle
Lit by a flame of hope
Burning in a church of sorrow..
A cross
Forged on the Anvils of War
The souls of many a battle
Screaming Hymns of Redemption
While mothers and lovers
Cradle memories
In arms, that knew the touch of love
In arms, stained, by the forces of life
As
The love of nations
Echoes
Screaming Hymns of Redemption
In the fading light.

Gypsy

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

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

The plain state of being
Inside of this gory, blood-smeared dream
To be some form of punctuation
Pushers of souped-up harmine
To silence your silly brain box
Precarious vegetable serenity
A sip of the black smoke
That terrible truth serum
Osteopaths of the spirit
Teaching Hermes and Dionysus to swim
Like a wild mustang craving open fields
The altruism of a last syringe
A continual state of shrinking and growing
In the claws of a vulture
Like a fang into flesh
On the far edges of society
So steep and dark between those morphine-coloured walls
A bargain with the cosmos
Creates a god so that time will stop
A mask, for what we believe is missing.

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

Whispers
Wet with tears
Little collected mumblings
Implausible
This heart fire....
Broken
This ruin, made of each other
Reaches out to you  -
Like a coat, too heavy and too tight
This void of sound
This pain
This spice of life
The pleasure of its warm embrace

Once familiar elements
Looking into your eyes
Breathing your air….
Touching your skin
Dying
In this heart fire
Of would never.. could never...have never

Gypsy

Whispers
Wet with tears
Little collected mumbling's
Implausible
This heart fire
Of would never
Broken
This ruin, made of each other
Reaches out to you in hope
Like a coat, too heavy and too tight
This void of sound
This pain
This spice of life
The pleasure of its warm embrace
Feels like home
Once familiar elements
Looking into your eyes
Breathing your air….
Touching your skin
Dying
In this heart fire
Of could never

Gypsy

The tongue of the dumb
My silence and negligence
Did so vex and torment
A multitude of precious souls
Discerned no signs of sanctification
From their certain flames of hell
Our great plan for humanity
Daisies and Fairy Tales
Down in the nights of death,
Chaos
Disaster
The ineffable meanness of paddling
Who will **** us children forever
Cover the cheeks of this world with tears
With horror
With fear
To stand at these 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

I know the system
The confines of the world
Of whirlwinds and of darkness
The crowing of the ****
I see it only now
The parasites of contempt - cruel developments
Sending enough of us ****** - to the devil
We recognize each other always
Civil simple souls
The surly and joyous ones
The only elect of Eden..
Free to live a modern wretchedness
Thinking of pleasure, of escaping
This dream of ****** wisdom

Gypsy

I will face my reality
Embrace the Devouring
This experience of Existence
From off the potter's wheel
Give my soul, for love
Your skin-deep love
It's an act of faith
My unconscious resistance
Then - the miracle of surrender
Through this cosmic dance
We see a river flowing
Her feminine wine
A moonlit beach
The starlit sea
A breath of *****
To tempt her towards passion
Then unbraided her body
Kissed her closed eyes
We hug
Bathed in candlelight
Those brittle fragments
Every part of this soul
Every broken piece
Is a sublime chess game with God
The flow of life
The spiritual path
The gap between compassion
Surrender
Is love’s darkest, deepest region
The faith in his hope
Whiter than the moon
The artists naked humanity.

Gypsy

I will face my reality
Embrace the Devouring
From off the potter's wheel
This experience of Existence

Give my soul, for love
Life's skin-deep love

- the miracle of surrender -
Through this cosmic dance
We see a river flowing
Her feminine wine
To tempt her towards passion
Then unbraid her body

Bathed in candlelight
Those brittle fragments
Every part of this soul
Every broken piece
Is a sublime chess game with -
The flow of life
The spiritual path
The gap between compassion...

Surrender...
Love’s darkest, deepest region...

  
Gypsy

******* Disciples
Martyrs of Faith
I am privy to the secrets of the universe, its creator
It's magic and delicious power ....

Your imagined truths - that makes men cruel..

Your feigned aura of confidence
Like water it runs between your fingers
Your seeds of cockiness
Soiled in ignorance
The flames of controversy
Opinions
Mass disputes
Conflict
World news
Of persecution  .. progress .. profit ...
A steady arrogance in need of starvation

As a contented fish in its fish tank
Spawns a sense of intellectual humility
In the harmony of all that exists
A sea of infinite atoms
In the end
In the Blue Room
We are all connected

Gypsy

Heap of ashes that I am
Phrased in terms of burning

I hunger
For your taste
Your smell
The feel of your soul touching mine..

Aimless in this sexless foreplay
I have nibbled so long at the table of the your world
It turned to dust in my hand..

Hunger..

The next sunrise -
Sunset
To touch the one you love
To try again.

To live ..
Her stalking beauty
Her theatre of expressions..

In this moment
The gesture of the amorous
The longing for consummation
All desires are abolished
By the plenitude of their satisfaction....

Gypsy

This disgrace of civilization
All the loathsome nonsense
Under the cloak of war
I wrote poems
Engaged my deepest feelings
Urging me on toward zipless *****
To swallow the poison
Drop by drop
Assurance of our own worthiness to exist
The moral support,
The encouragement,
The relief
The sense of loneliness
These thorns held me tight
I would rather be torn to shreds
Holding heaven in my hands.
To conquer my ugliness of distinction
In this world of dogma...

Gypsy

The shore and the wave
Breaking in measured thunder
The minnows of this ichthyological metaphor'
Aphrodite on her scalloped chariot
The echoing dunes,
That kind of intoxicating insanity
Other people dreaming outside of the lines
Walking into my life
Needing someone to love them beyond reason
I breathed all of them in so deeply
Fascinated by touching eternity
The ocean's pulse
The voices of tides
Navigating the shores of the heart
Night's black spell on darkness
Caught the light, the air, the wind
Running down the edges
As we are crying the oceans, in our tears
I Am.....

Gypsy

Dispossessed from some crystalline reality
Inexplicably irrelevant
Quickly dissolving from memory
A forgotten tale of  the retro-coded catalysts
The collective unconscious substrata
A living history of shadows
Seasonally infected
Still inanimate and naked
Gliding downward into the trenches -
Begotten

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

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

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

A door into the dark
The bright rim of the extreme
Raking at dead fires
The fury of indifference
Like a deacon at prayer
Money mingled with man's divinity - inflicting pain
The anaesthetic for the sceptics side
In this furnace fire she slept
Where the light wind lives
She hangs between the thoughtless world
Created half to rise, half to fall...

Gypsy

A door into the dark
The bright rim of the extreme
Raking at dead fires
The fury of indifference
Like a deacon at prayer
Money mingled with man's divinity - inflicting pain
The anaesthetic for the sceptics side
In this furnace fire she slept
Where the light wind lives
She hangs between the thoughtless world
Created half to rise, half to fall

Gypsy

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

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

A long cortege of shadows
Slipping past like water
In that groove of purpose
Blind and deaf and dumb to all save gold
Pawns to its deceptive power
Nursed into existence
Tunes of decadence
A brittle dream, a wilful violation of the actual
Streamed into the midnight currents of culture
Membranes of memories
Pathways between ages
Rotating on the planet
Life - Mankind
Nothing but an editorial cartoon
Bouquets Of Barbed Wire
Dazzled by lithium
Cheap chemical tricks, its secret melancholy
Attempts to outwit mortality
A haunted, vengeful lover
Spent the night in my bones
Simply spoke with her skin
Feasting on the void
Beneath this sand shroud
An incubus upon the heart
A shadow upon the brain
Stung the tongue like poisoned air
Burned the lungs without fire
Revelled in its own illusory nature
Doomed to choose
When to choose and when not to choose
A wild impulse  
To protest,
To demand
Innocence

Gypsy

Inspiration..
from a nightmare to come...
Purged of all human hope
Rats gnaw at their rifle butts
They've smothered us in blood
Laid our children down in mud
Their wars
Breathe the air of crime
The tricks of madmen
a call to arms
The idiots frightful laughter
You will always be hyena,
vulture
Attain death with your appetite
- For -
Your selfish capitalist sins

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