the gypsy

gypsy read my palm one day --
. . . boy, you in biiiiiig trouble!

I know that --
tell me something I don't know

before other side comes --
you're going through a world of shit

sounds normal
anything else?

that'll be 20 bucks,

is this where the shit starts?

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Favorite Poets: Wallace Stevens, D. H. Lawrence, Charles Bukowski, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Percy Bysshe Shelley, T. S. Eliot, E. E. Cummings, Emily Dickinson, William Butler Yeats, Pablo Neruda, Joni Mitchell, William Shakespeare, Basho, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kelly Marie Hayner, Susan Wydville. D. Phillip Caron, Elizabeth Bishop.

Comments

Victorclaude

14 years 7 months ago

Dearest Jayne-Chloe,

I will have to agree with your suggestion in this instance. But I wrote in the Gypsy's language without the definite article 'the' on purpose to give the gypsy's language more credence of what I considered authentic for the gypsy.

Thanks, and glad it gave you a laugh and a grin!

Love,

Victor

Victorclaude

14 years 7 months ago

Thanks, Shirley --

We all need a bit of levity from time to time. I do most of the time.

Bless your heart ---get well---! Please.

Love,

Victor