Gypsy

every friday I exit the subway a gypsy woman beckons to tell fortunes promise detail of the future slipping homemade flyers held by rumpelstilskin hands discarded and ignored gypsy eyes follow up austin street stood waiting outside mardi gras I stepped out into the last burst of down sun the voice a slight breath "miss, I know your future." slipping a crumbled card ink ran numbers those eyes followed me into dreams restless wondering like Nebuchadnezzar what did it mean tortured elemental images revisit Jung for answers I sought the gypsy down the cul de sac from whence up rickety steps behind red velvet curtains sat no crystal ball soul revealed through vein lined palms fortune told required compensation none accepted confuse and pensee secrets I held to heart told to me by a gypsy © 2010 Lepadah

— Lepadah, Apr 08, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Country/Region: New York

Favorite Poets: Rumi, Gil Scott Heron, Felipe Luciano, Walt Whitman, Ginsberg, Kerouac, Neruda, Walker, Troupe, James Baldwin etc . . .list endless

Critiques

Lepadah

16 years 2 months ago

Gypsy

I certainly appreciate the read and your comment. Awe yes an extremely weird day which in NYC is everyday. I shall return a read. Peace Lepadah

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

like Kal said

some great phrasing, and especially love that you referred back to Jung. Ever read his work "Synchronicity"? Be careful if you do, it nearly drove me mad. Sitting at a railway station, reading it at a point where he quotes from a Chinese poet, glanced at the book of the woman sitting next to me and she was reading the works of that poet open at the page where the quote came from. I pointed it out to her (perhaps a little wild-eyed and paranoid). We both, astounded and afraid, went our to separate carriages when the train arrived. Cheers, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible

Lepadah

16 years 2 months ago

Gypsy

Thank you for such kind comments and the read. Been in love with Jung since my introduction to his work years ago. My college Professor turn me on and out with Jung's "Man and his symbols" along with his work "Synchronicity", Yes I agree. I was truly turned out especially after reading Carlos Castaneda's Journey to Ixtlan thus I discovered during this period the wonder of the power mind plant. So I totally understand your near madness (Jung) and a profound way. Peace Lepadah I will be following your work.

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Lepadah

I loved where this one took me ... I sought the gypsy down the cul de sac from whence up rickety steps behind red velvet curtains sat no crystal ball soul revealed through vein lined palms fortune told required compensation none accepted Loved that piece it says so much ... kind regards love JayCee

Lepadah

16 years 2 months ago

Gypsy

I am so glad you enjoyed the read. I will be viewing your work as well. kind regards 1 peace Lepadah