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Seasons of Change-

Apples fall seasonedCrisp cinnamon delightsPantries- screen doors-Open to the Fall airPumpkins and potato sacksRich dreams embrace the cold… where sunflowersTower like Gods in the gardenLeftover ants scurry in linesRetracing paths, carrying waterTo their goddess queenAnd colors explode In an event horizonReds, Yellows, Oranges Fill the Autumn sky… *(matthew bowers)* ~93

Greater God-

My voice echoes through mountainsI am wiser than ancient bearI know everything for I am one In these back woods if you didn’t know I light fires with my eyesCommand the weather with my beardI am the original god of huntingDon’t dare forget my name Young elk, you are to pale too weakTo young toContinue reading “Greater God-“

A Letter to Paul…

I hear your pen scratchingThe keys of your typewriterClicking clickety clackProse, poetry, I felt gentlenessHonesty, humbleness, greatness The best example of humanityOffering insights into ourselvesWe saw each other throughYour candid observant eyesSo in touch with your Self You knew who you wereA heart worn on your sleeveAs empath I felt your kindnessEven as you expressedContinue reading “A Letter to Paul…”

Universal Rhythm~

Emulate, radiate, one day be as great, shine like the sun, without falling. Icarus Icarus have I learned nothing at all… We must learn our strengths and be kind with tempered egos, I’ve read the writing on the wall. Summer Sunset before Fall. Beauty comes with many faces and songs. From Montana Skies even toContinue reading “Universal Rhythm~”

Zoso~

I ain’t got No Time for egosAin’t got No Time for Dime store principalsAin’t got to time to be pushed aroundAin’t Got No Time for YOUBetter mind your mannersWhen you look both ways to cross the street at nightHeaven help the tired and sick that are gonna make things turn out Right…..Pick yourself up offContinue reading “Zoso~”

Awake~

AwakeMy VampyreMy childrenOf the nightNocturnal harvestEver in bloom We take refugeFrom the early hoursBeneath hidden wallsWe are the desireWe are what is left of manWe are the true breedCollectivePerfectBeautifulWe are the godsCenturies old and wise The foolish rodentsWalk and laugh ignorantWhispering talesAnd singing songsOf their own lamentCrimson warmth flowsFreely withinTheir paper skinFor we areWho weContinue reading “Awake~”

Mountain Meadows-

Eyes once dry Marbles shootAgainst Cat’s EyesGodfather cracksPlacementBeyond the safetyOf the protectiveCircle Like ripplesMosquitoesOnKamikaze missionsBuzzzzzzzzzOver headIn perfect formationLike covered wagonsSomewhere in Utah Before the masses Blood and oceansSettler’s livesTakenAndBlamedOnThe Red man FramedFor SlaughterHistory books hideThe white washed liesWhere there is no honor Or Redemption In a secret coupHoly WarAgainst a NationThat throws innocentsInto the meatContinue reading “Mountain Meadows-“

Decade of Decadence-

Jigsaw pieces, memories, I recall living the dream. The tik of tok reverberating clock the glitter of the scene. Long night’s drawn into an early morning’s trap. Crystal vision, neon makeup, broken mirror dreams. UnHoly nights undead teens lingering in New York and Los Angeles. The bitter fruit of yesterday’s folly has left us nakedContinue reading “Decade of Decadence-“

Time For Change-

I lost myselfAt the bottom of a bottleBut there I wasStaring back I recognized those eyesThat wild crazy smile, Dig? I’ve Been DownAroundFeeling the scene… What sceneIt’s Has BeenIt’s In-between The Calling Memories of ghost barsHaunting me from afarToo long agoBut I still wear them scarsI can show youI can show youI can show youContinue reading “Time For Change-“

Celluloid Memoirs~

Coughing up memories of yesterday Elderberry wine perfume Telephone wire rip cordsWithered voices now silent Alone within hallowed walls Windowpane dusty eyesA vouyer weeps, sleep walkingAmong forgotten giants Gold glitter star once shownBright in the nightNew Moon smile Champagne flowed freelyLike blood in the streetsOf Rome (matthew bowers) ~93

Ouroboros Effect

Writer / Voice – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 Editing – Librus Monastico Sound Mix – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 An FnB Production2021©

Alien Boy-

Two cool barrelsUpward ceiling boundMetallic taste of oilAnd steel, denounceDespair and pain 45 horses cumA Colt on the vergeOf release….. THUNDER and red red rainAgainst virgin wallsDown into poolsUpon the floor Where Iron fillsThe open airWith the inevitableStenchOf death Efforts are lost Wasted The lackOf quid pro quo The busiest pensNotable friendsArmed with quillsAnd WifiContinue reading “Alien Boy-“

Mysteries Unknown-

Mysteries Unknown- I’m an empty glassWith no reflectionMy shadow bareOf what remains Toxic logicVulnerable mindCollecting dustUponthis forgottenBar I think I really did itThis time Within the uniformOf a foolA screaming mimeFlailing shadow wordsAt strangersAnd curbsideapostles My guts decayBound inKnotsClenchedto hard tobreathe I’ve said to muchI’ve Opened these scarsThe hissssssss of regretEscapes into the vile airContinue reading “Mysteries Unknown-“

Spoken Flow~

Somewhere along the the lines, I forgot who I am. Not some kind of shining bird, but a piece of dirt. Ah, let’s face it, if you knew who I am, you’d be running for cover, to get the hell out of the way. Steel reinforced junk, just sitting next to the road, “That’s aContinue reading “Spoken Flow~”

Song of the Vampyre-

And the vampyres sangIn harmonyOf a love that was lostSo long agoNo mortal could fathomThe depth, the feelOr comprehend the painWithin their dusty bonesThe QueenHeiress of the True godsGlowed with passionThat killed any mans soulBelief in the songsThe lyrics of a bards taleAlone would bewitchTheir fragile heartsStrongElegantWiseExperiencedIn more than lifeHer eyes conjured firesThat left lesserContinue reading “Song of the Vampyre-“

Ms. –

A frozen moment, in 1965In a New York apartmentModest wealth here we resideA comedy of errorsI won’t be repressedFacing life with laughterIs this yesterday’s dress?A struggle for identityI have dreams tooWhy is he threatened?It’s always been the two!He just doesn’t have “it”He tried and he triedThe echo of cricketsUp on the stage he diedResentment, festeringHeContinue reading “Ms. –”

My approach to writing

My approach to writing, my new fiction book or latest poetry I find that I’m definately pushing myself harder, in different directions, not unlike from within a balloon. Stretching myself, to see how far I can go before I break, experimenting with new styles, new genres, different voices, it Has to be real, you HaveContinue reading “My approach to writing”

Circle Dance-

Reunite the living and the deadBring peace, prosperity, and unityBring us to the circle of ancient timesEvoking wisdom, in natural realmsWe dance to our own calendar every thousand yearsThe child’s tears in strange blue eyesClouds run like railroadsAlong the soft cobalt skyThe water, plants, blankets poisonedIn our hand we hold their bookFor some beads andContinue reading “Circle Dance-“

My Short Stint as a Writer~

I had tbe absolutely incredible opportunity to write for GAS: Poetry Art & Music. I had the good fortune to conduct a couple of interviews, create my own segment “The Vault”, and get features with a piece of writing as well as poster for the journal as featured poet of the month. Thank you forContinue reading “My Short Stint as a Writer~”

LuLu~

She could wear the smile of a child you see. She could wear anything at all. She’d sparkle like a street lamp at night, as a warm rain washed the grime from the dirty Hollywood streets. She was something more, and the world would one day play catch up, and realize it. She was theContinue reading “LuLu~”

Changing of the Guard

Time is a curiosity, fluid yet stationary. Time moves moments in light speed, or halts to barely a crawl. Within the context of these abstract actions, our lives get punctuated by abstract events. The heros and sages, voices of other generations, so loud and vibrant brought direction. From the ancient days of greek philosophers upContinue reading “Changing of the Guard”

Mother~

MotherHear my voiceMy distant callUpon your nameMy blessingAnd my rising starThrough the good timesThe bad and rain In a breathYou were many thingsSaviorMartyrBlessed GoddessSecret name You loved usThrough your trialsThat were devouringYou from within Mother EagleMother BearMother LionMother’s careAs protected childrenWe were safeIn your presenceOf Nature’s grace Your divine spiritIs living onInside of usShining beyondTheContinue reading “Mother~”

End of Days-(why?)

Afghanistan isA firery pitOf frightened soulsLeaving weapons giftedFor their protectionOnly to be usedAgainst themselves Never taking initiativeOf training and moneyImproved living conditions Collapsing immediatelyWith no retaliationNot using Afghan air forceTo maintain controlOver individual freedoms Giving upConcedingNo retaliationRunningLike mad chickensDecapitated martyrsDropping from aeroplanesRun over by 15 ft wheels Like their countryBad choicesLack of willWhere did thereContinue reading “End of Days-(why?)”

Thank Ya Maam’

On a hard boiled Saturday nightI felt the edge of restlessness. Drawn to the neon Frolic Room sign, the locals called shotgun for the stools with the best vantage points along Loyd’s bar. Easy access, that’s what it was about. Couples in booths lined the walls, taking advantage of the shadows that hung like curtainsContinue reading “Thank Ya Maam’”

Ode to Ron Whitehead-

From my words of humilityAt that momentI recognized the truthIt was there all alongand could no longer be hidden The voices of wisdomOf the Ancient godsCulminates, Thrives, Echoing It lives and breathsPowerfulBeautiful to the heart and mind And with a loud clap of thunderI am humbledAnd pay homage to a poet king This world, OurContinue reading “Ode to Ron Whitehead-“

Voices of Freedom ’21

Dancing without a nameShe was naked in her silenceStone, statues, salutationsDesires from a Hellenistic waterfrontAncient scriptures reveal hidden sourcesAmong firey chariots and beat up taxisNeon lights flicker to the rhythm of abandoned youthIn a Holy Glory, brought on by the Atomic ageBirds swell like waves in the evening skyLighting fires of brilliance, in the skullsContinue reading “Voices of Freedom ’21”

Moon Prize Reverberation (6)-

Solar nut silkPlant Holy SingleLost Confetti WeighsAbandon Circus PuddingTentacle Reign CumulousMasks Porceline Tub Elevated HighnessCobalt Amber NightFound Muddied OctoberCornucopia Floods DeniedRings Fall HeraldingLawnmower Kisses Gary Busey RhythmMars Virginia SkySink Scars Parked CarsBandaid Method TrotsExcavating Moral JupiterPizza Clouds Form Radio Empathy ClownsDesert Books GiraffeStrawberry Legions SpongeTelevision BonfireOcean Pudding EnvelopeWicker Chain Throat Mirror Grain AsphaltVictorian Horses RenewedLakesContinue reading “Moon Prize Reverberation (6)-“

Love Fast Die Young (and Leave a Good Looking Corpse)- #1

IndianaHomespun DreamsGreener pasturesWhite Lightening fieldsCity lightsCity lifeNuclear explorationAtomic Bomb extremesDoor mouse silent whispersKool air heights in wakeRather starve for artThan die in vainThe poets maskBrilliantBoys and GirlsGirls and BoysKrazeee mixersHopped up on benniesThis Brilliant Single EyeFills my soul whileCasting shadowsThrough velvet curtainsAlong echoing floorsWith great WingsTo the left and to the rightThe house filledThe smellContinue reading “Love Fast Die Young (and Leave a Good Looking Corpse)- #1”

The Golden Age of Dreams~

AmericanaPop RocksUrban legendsChildhood stopsNo, Mikey ain’t deadHe just knewWhen to blow this popsicle stand!We wereAll revvvved  UpNowhere to go!Teenage gasOn the RoadNo pink cadillacsOr Mansions in Beverly HillsThe pharmacist on the cornerSelling knock off pillsNo one had prepared meFor what was coming Next!Sink or swimWithout a netSanity what’s Sanity?It’s a game of Russian RouletteI spentContinue reading “The Golden Age of Dreams~”

Lost Within a Moon Lit Mile~

It was coldSo coldI could feel the dirt in my bones It was coldAs cold as California gets anyway And the night had passedLike an old friendFrom fire and cancerAnd even the morningWas having trouble waking up Wiping the the grime And pain from it’s distant eyes Yeah, I rememberIt was realAnd as I feltContinue reading “Lost Within a Moon Lit Mile~”

Electric Nosferatu

Evil is cruelIt so often plays the victimWhile you keep watch For an unassuming Attack From behind! To the throat, through the jugularTearing, ripping The flesh now gone The bloodIts essenceFlows wild But NO!!!!!! Cruel, true Evil Hides, shamelessBeneath a blanket of doubt! Waiting for you To feed HIM NarcissistsThe Energy Vampyres That Crave YourContinue reading “Electric Nosferatu”

Magick of Innocence-

Her song could be heardCarried upon a distant windBlue with fireAnd sentimental dreamsThe feeling of true abandonmentBrushed against my cheekChaos theorySex magicKNecromancyCircles of magesWhispering foolsSpelling out incantationsUnder a waning moonThere is no fearNor tears in her eyesThe breezes caresses her pale skinBeneath cobalt blue skiesHer songHer songOf pain and desireAs old as timeAs the flamesContinue reading “Magick of Innocence-“

Roman Holiday-

Across the cobblestone store fronts with the dreams of dreams to come I both long to learn to love you As a silhouette swallows me Every sound I hear becomes you I feel your highness in my very wake One on one I have become you As we are we and something you cannot shakeContinue reading “Roman Holiday-“

Thank you for visiting

Thank you for visiting, and taking the time to read some of my poetic entries. If you could take a moment and leave a review for a poem(s) that you like, it would be much appreciated! I’m putting a collection together, and a review could really make a difference getting my books attention by publishers.Continue reading “Thank you for visiting”

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