Remembering Joe a sestina
The need for money and fame didn’t
interfere with Joe’s human connection
He was a man with a curious tongue and a fierce love of the ineffable
His loved a blonde Nashville woman who shared his poetic breath
He lived his convictions, I never saw him mad at anyone
For 22 years I was a member of his pleve
His humor incited reverence, made bad times hysterical
The acts he performed in the name of art were indeed hysterical
His mantra: Make another connection. Make another connection.
A Chameleon, Gypsy, Crow and a member of the Planetary Pleve
His life articulated a classic map of the enchanted ineffable
He was a professional Gypsy, not afraid to ride with anyone
To Joe the road was an undulating wave of angel breath
He was a man with a curious tongue and a fierce love of the ineffable
His loved a blonde Nashville woman who shared his poetic breath
He lived his convictions, I never saw him mad at anyone
For 22 years I was a member of his pleve
His humor incited reverence, made bad times hysterical
The acts he performed in the name of art were indeed hysterical
His mantra: Make another connection. Make another connection.
A Chameleon, Gypsy, Crow and a member of the Planetary Pleve
His life articulated a classic map of the enchanted ineffable
He was a professional Gypsy, not afraid to ride with anyone
To Joe the road was an undulating wave of angel breath
He most often greeted his friends with a
poetic breath
Peach brandy on his breath, he loved the world hysterical
At a party for certain he would dance with anyone
Always yearning for that human connection that went beyond connection
A poet of the open road, he prayed to the ineffable
Word by word by word he created a poetic pleve
From Albuquerque to Nashville to Machu Picchu clouds were his pleve
He said clouds are our Mother’s breath
Not the Mother who is your Mother but the Mother of the ineffable
His mad genius truly hysterical
A lamplighter switched on to the cosmic connection
His DNA encoded with the splendor of everyone, anyone
Peach brandy on his breath, he loved the world hysterical
At a party for certain he would dance with anyone
Always yearning for that human connection that went beyond connection
A poet of the open road, he prayed to the ineffable
Word by word by word he created a poetic pleve
From Albuquerque to Nashville to Machu Picchu clouds were his pleve
He said clouds are our Mother’s breath
Not the Mother who is your Mother but the Mother of the ineffable
His mad genius truly hysterical
A lamplighter switched on to the cosmic connection
His DNA encoded with the splendor of everyone, anyone
Look into his eyes and you might see anyone
Anyone and everyone was a member of his pleve
Thunder & Lightning his Arcadian connection
O to plant another kiss on his lips of brandy scented breath
Would be enough to make me hysterical
Impossible though to embrace and kiss the ineffable
Anyone and everyone was a member of his pleve
Thunder & Lightning his Arcadian connection
O to plant another kiss on his lips of brandy scented breath
Would be enough to make me hysterical
Impossible though to embrace and kiss the ineffable
Sound and wisdom in the beginning the end
ineffable
A compassionate man limitless in his care for everyone, anyone.
Gypsy Joe had a passion for the mystical hysterical
What grace to be a member of his pleve
Days with Joe encoded on my breath
Remembered walks through snow, the rainbow connection
A compassionate man limitless in his care for everyone, anyone.
Gypsy Joe had a passion for the mystical hysterical
What grace to be a member of his pleve
Days with Joe encoded on my breath
Remembered walks through snow, the rainbow connection
Dead now our connection ineffable
Anyone who knew him laments the absence of his enchanting breath
Our pleve of cloud, man, rock, snow and ash hysterical in his absent embrace
Anyone who knew him laments the absence of his enchanting breath
Our pleve of cloud, man, rock, snow and ash hysterical in his absent embrace
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