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








From: SparkyDashforth (SparkyDashforth)


To: lepadahxxx



Nicely said lepadah

 

good pace to this work

 

Sparky (has to pace himself)



From: dreambluestar (dreambluestar)


To: lepadahxxx

Posted: Apr 06 10 04:51 PM



Lepadah,

So nice to see you here again.  You come too rarely. 

a very good read

dreambluestar



From: smifffy (smifffy)


To: lepadahxxx



   Enjoyed the read

                               smiffy


From: Robin (bitoftruth)

To: lepadahxxx



Very nice Lepada. Sounds like New Orleans with the rickety stairs and I so appreciated the lines:  rumpelstilskin hands
discarded and ignored
Good wording.

) robin


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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



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I like this , it had me reading on. It escaped cliche , the language was
beautiful and the phrasing carved and full of image. It rolled along on its
journey well and made me want to know. A weird day i presume on the magical
streets of NY city. Good write. Kal




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