Candy The Lower East Side clothed himConcreteBathed his soulHe dropped candylike Jesus gave away fishHe takes not saves souls This Fat Cat Groovy GroomerSpread out Fifty dollar thunderclouds like peacock feathersReeling in and stealingSixteen year old hookersJailbait on crackdrugstore prostitutesfedfrom his gaudeOver jeweledprimate hands A real Mr. East RiverBig BIG SmileOversized teeth andLIPSHis breath wreakingContinue reading “Candy”
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Tough Luck
Tough Luck White trash whoreRed headed step childKnock off Chuck’s with holesAnd broken laces High waters Stained tank topsKool Aid smileβ¦If she could force one 7th grade rumor millIn full effectThere ain’t no judge or jury GUILTY AS CHARGEDGUILTY AS CHARGED Walk the halls in ShameCustodian’s sideways glancesAt her more than ample ChestVoyeurs DestroyersOne dayContinue reading “Tough Luck”
Star
Star The warmth and genuine solitude were welcomed friends at the end of a typical hectic in and out of costume, on and off stage, everything rush rush rush day. She was more than ready to embrace this moment, to catch a beat, catch her breath, have a moment of clarity all to herself thatContinue reading “Star”
Joan
Joan SheDraws a final breathFilled with heat and flameNothing but the word can Touch her The voicesThe callingHer destinyManifestedA child againstA kingdom Tortured AbusedAnd worseShe spit in the eyesOf corruptionOf Religious OrderPatriarchal BullshitShe smiled and wavedAnd said Fuck YOUTo All that conspiredAgainst her…You back stabbing PIGI Called you Lordand youWere (Never a Saviour)So Mote itContinue reading “Joan”
The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean.
The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean. Blue horizon with white crests as far as the eye can see. The sun plays peek a boo through clouds all day. The tide pushes and pulls with the wind, and the scent of salt water never truly rinses away. This is my Home. Let it be forever. PlantContinue reading “The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean.”
Writing 101 – The Basic Plan
I.was about 32 when I retired from ALL creativity. Becoming more than a recluse, and solely involved with my family until 2020 Being bipolar probably, granted me with visions of grandeur, uniting the world to be a better place! Unity through community. Many voices coming together to create a singular vision, one of creativity. Harmony!Continue reading “Writing 101 – The Basic Plan”
Warlock. Witch. Vampyre.
In my eyesYou shall seeThe power ofThe sisters threeNature, orderPure intentionCommand the LawOf AttractionEarth, WaterAir and FireControl the elementOf Pure DesireWarlock. Witch.Vampyre. Moon.The mourning comesAll too soonWe are creaturesOf the nightOur bond beginsIn the twilight MB932022
Wood Cellar Vinyl
Afternoon Sun .The afternoon sunBeats down on allthat are exposed sittin’ on Brighton LineSlowly descendingThen silently disappearingmotionless beyond our visceral cognitive perceptionThis dirty City Skylinepaints murals of abandoned hopeΒ Β Β Β here we raise pigeons as cabbageΒ Β Β Β Β Β Β Β we exchange dreams for sexualΒ favours. Holly still haunted by her absences of yesterday this callhome Huddled in doorwaysThe shadowsContinue reading “Wood Cellar Vinyl”
The Keep
Lucifer’s Retreat The Keep By*(Matthew Bowers)*~93posted by The Editor on December 21, 2021 JourneyForward OnwardInto frozenAbyss Krazee milesStretch beneathIcicle hung sky InsanityCalamityAwaitNot farUp windingRoad Decades and decadesWorth of damned Thirsty Souls hauntThe front stepOverlookingInfernal cliffs Innocence to be lostTo play and danceIn dirty martini ways Across ballroom floorsPainted with dustOrchestral thoughts echoWithin bleeding fracturedMinds BrilliantContinue reading “The Keep”
City of Mystery
Echoe chamber lost fuitionFalse delay people panic axietyAmong the void beyond the calmSilent words gather nevermoreEmpty trials born from mysteryShore to distant shore falls silentNeon glistening heavy nuanceAncient bards sing truth for loveAs songs of purity cast as painLegion smiles as that’s his nameThunder rips holes through dreamsThe innocent quaterd cast as martyrsSecret shadows growContinue reading “City of Mystery”
Circle
CircleCirculoβ οΈtraducciΓ³n a continuaciΓ³nβ οΈ It’s all in a circleStar of DavidPentagramSeal of SolomonThat creates What is real. Round and RoundUpside downSkrying with intentThrough suchCommunicationThe LAWIS Bound MB932022***********************************Circulo Todo estΓ‘ en un cΓrculoEstrella de DavidPentagramaSello de SalomΓ³nque creaQuΓ© es real.Vueltas y vueltasAl revΓ©sSkrying con intenciΓ³na travΓ©s de talComunicaciΓ³nLa LeyES Atado MB932022 https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid09crvk6PcukxWMNETjP8chKEchDccqbYroydDQyLMCVcNdbhgdBYFhrbPDYZZQRyBl&id=100007091027098
$ale!!!!!!
“Para todos mis hermanos y hermanas gΓ³ticos”Book Link Below:πππ 93/93 “Todos somos Brujos y MagosTenemos las llaves del cosmosy las muchas dimensiones.Por ritos y diseΓ±oSomos los creadoresdesde donde se alinean las estrellasDe voces antiguasnos regalaron el verdadero conocimientode los recursos divinosy por intencionesCreamos y definimos nuestro universodesde muy adentroNosotros mismos” Something Witchy This Way ComesContinue reading “$ale!!!!!!”
Letter to the Goddess
Have you ever seen those movies, of explorers in the heavy jungels. Where there is a thunderous drumming in the distance and you can feel the tension building building until you can feel it bursting through Your chest!!!!! I have and that’s how I felt, when I began to write, like I was in aContinue reading “Letter to the Goddess”
Amelia
mover makerspiritual quakermistress of the Greyof Light & Dark she is priorityGaia smiles andApproves She IS the strengthOf So manyUnknowingly she willBe the voiceof those silent Delicious MagickBeach wind capturedIn her golden StarrHalo She invokesKali to be at her sideRolling ThunderDown and UnderShe looks Up andSees you with fae eyes Now timid she growsFrom fawnContinue reading “Amelia”
The Riddler
He Stood staring from the sandsIntoAncient eyesWatching Warm Arid windCascaded acrossHis backThrough khakilinen shirtAnd TrousersHis mindCycling throughTime Eternal questionsAnswered withoutComprehensionErected In the Age of LeoA Hallmarkto thoseIn question Lion eyesPharaoh cowlEgyptian stoic ExpressionThe desert songEchoed Mileso’er dunesAcross the Plains Riddle meThat Standeth Before meCall uponMy nameI am between the pawsOf theeWhat has Thou toAsketh ofMyContinue reading “The Riddler”
Empath’s Calling
*trigger warning to empaths* Be Strong, Be IndependentBe Whole, Be focusedRemember Not everyone can changeEnergy Vampires Are RealDon’t let them Feed off of youFocusing On self is Not selfish!MB93
Magicians
Magicians being heretics!!! to me is so so So … Christian…. I believe magic(k) is spiritual Law manifest…. Not brews and caldrons … But tapping into universal Law with understanding..That’s Magic(k)!MB93
The Coven
We are oneWe are AllWe willingWaiting forThe Call BeelzebubAsmodeusLuciferThe DevilBaalSatanMammonMardukNergal Shine thy lightHear our desiresOur Coven restsAt your fires HigherHigherBeyond this mortal realmStronger than bloodWe are compelled Through mystic ordersSecret ritesWe are the sistersThat belong to the night MB932022
Prison
Do you runWhen your timeHas comeThrough absintheCorridors throughLabrinth halls Left RightLeft againHunted downDisappearing Deep withinThe maze of chaosYour consciousConsumes youVoid of pathos HeavySlowTrapped in gravityWading through tarDisjointed reality ConsumingBemusingLosing your way NoxiousInnoxious Your soul decays Trapped in these catacombsFaceless souls do roamThe annihilation of egoImprisoned in the shadowsA nuclear silhouetteCast onto the wall A slaveContinue reading “Prison”
Why All The Anger And Self Entitlement!?????
I’m generation ZYou cannot ignore MeI’m angry I am swamped in creditLiving in my mother’s basementFilled with Rage of what to SayI have So many opinionsAnd No solutionsThis is what’s wrong with the woldThat’s what’s wrong with the worldAnd I am being repressedNo one will hear my GIANT VoiceDemanding CommandingAs unoriginal as I Am It’sContinue reading “Why All The Anger And Self Entitlement!?????”
Throw Away Kids
What happens when sociey leaves you better off for dead. Neglected and abused by a broken system kids lash out and reclaim there voices. Orphans and unwanted children forced to fend for themselves in a world that they don’t have names or faces. This travesty has gone on for centuries and continues to this veryContinue reading “Throw Away Kids”
Nexus of Earth
Summer FallsTurning to the Nexus of NevermoreWrought with confusionLost in undefined moments Second guessSecond best Serial doubt Worn upon the browWithin the nest The celestial crown Of So many thoughts Going downDownDownDrown In a Quagmire ofAfter thoughts and releaseBold wind sailsFrom WestTo East Carrying BrimstoneSalt Mortar and Tar The sacrificial temple Built up on liesContinue reading “Nexus of Earth”
The Code Of Hammurabi
The Code Of Hammurabi They Omitted my nameTried to strip we of My powerMy InfluenceMy Touch of chaos Fear expressed asSilence by the King ofBabylon himselfWearing the shroud of ParaskevidekatriaphobiaAkkadian diorite steleCarved in EbonyUnearthed and ForeverDepicting in the oldest LawsThe eternal Sun God ShamashDictates the rules for Man I amthe unwantedThirteenth guestwith a kiss fromContinue reading “The Code Of Hammurabi”
2 B Royal Sexy
Electric SexyPurple ReignDeep knowingCosmic AwarenessBrilliance Radiating fromA Violet star Noble PassionWeakens kneesBreaking rocks With waves of Lust and DesireDancing NobilityChaos circles Leaps and boundsComplete and Total controlOver everyMuscle And NuanceThrough musicRoyaltyBorn of the crownMaster of motionMelody emotionIn the glass reflectionOf a television screenI have realized my dream MB93
Spiritual Truths 101
“The Closest distance between two points is birth and understanding your divinity”MB93
Ceremony Girl
Here is a piece exclusively from Something Witchy This Way Comes, published by Deadmans Press Ink *available on Amazon, link for the Deluxe 2nd edition is featured below Casting the magick essence of Gaia, stoking the flames of eternal goddess, the delicate voice of ancient wisdom, shines in her eyes….. Within her ancient soul, liesContinue reading “Ceremony Girl”
SWTWC latest reviews:
“Anyone who has ever thought that magick might be something to dream about can find out the true meaning with the words by Matthew Bowers in his new and exciting book Something Witchy this Way comes. He uses his words like sable tipped paint brushes on a cotton canvas. His delectable dictionary of magick andContinue reading “SWTWC latest reviews:”
Letter to Stephen
Dear Stephen: Thank you, It was absolutely lovely to hear from you today. It’s quite amazing how receiving a simple parcel can brighten one’s day. Your words have filled the void of your absence. What a wonderful glimpse into the boy that would become the man, the writer! I can’t help but envision the soundtrackContinue reading “Letter to Stephen”
Poets
“Poets are ghostsWaiting to happen Lyrical specters That share wordsThat will live onLong after weHave ascended fromThis materialDispensation” MB93
Amethyst Dreams
She came to meLike rolling thunderUnderneath valerian skyWe opened up a portal toA rabbit hole akashic mindWormwood splintersEmerald mistsMy tongue languid I breathe your eyes Reclaim the gameInsane refrain Ritual hunters that Bare no blameI smile out loud asthe matchstick strikesSulfur fills the air of nightSugar spoonWaxing Gibbous MoonRosetta lips I call to youThe lunarContinue reading “Amethyst Dreams”
Prophecy
Too many Kings Following swingRum diary orgies inThe City of Sin Blasphemous heat wavesScorch the tired earthWhere hunters andGatherers met in Sacred circlesCallingUnifyingWith the Needs ofThe Land Centuries old evocationsCeremonial birth rites Performed by the fewRemaining ancestorsOf the ancient tribe Tudinu Heal ReclaimRenewEmpowerUnci Maka Shaman smokeEcho chantingsCircles drawn With feathers and Ash Fire, crossingDimensional divinationUponContinue reading “Prophecy”
Haven
This was an experiment of taking Two types of poetry writing and blending them into a single piece. Firstly the poem has to be 100 words (exactly). Secondly it’s called a “breathing poem” and the point of this exercise is not using punctuation, no commas, no periods. Your reading mind creates the breaks. I’ve NeverContinue reading “Haven”
Writing 101- The Path
This was a special piece for me because it came out of a rather dark place and mindset for me. As I wrote it and followed the direction of the muse, I was able to find a semblance of hope. The answers that you may find, through the organic process, following promptings of the universeContinue reading “Writing 101- The Path”
The Coven Store
“Witches and VampyresOh My!!!” ππππ¦πββ¬π₯ MB93 Coming Soon on-TheCalling.Art.BlogThe Coven (page)The_Coven93Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Coming Soon More Designs, Crafts, Merchandise, Kits, Books & More Available in different shirts, sizes and colours Something Witchy This Way Comes by Matthew Bowers / MB93 Something Witchy This Way Comes https://a.co/d/aV9y27U
Final Girl
Final Girl All the things in the worldThat made no difference in the endI wish that I had knownHow little I knew back then…Turning back the timeI see that something in your eyesA reflection of what might have beenI finally realize….. In a moment You were gone I knew it All alongYou slipped awayYou couldn’tContinue reading “Final Girl”
Among the Gods
A conversation with Asherah You are identifying your situation and finding and owning resolve!I AM so Very Proud of youI AM so Very Proud to have you as friend…..This world, This medium is So much better because of you You Do feel that right? You Do feel the natural support, emotionally shared by so manyContinue reading “Among the Gods”
Everything Reminds Me Of Something
Finished Track! Over 30 takes and 15 tracks!!! Hope you Dig! π΅β‘π΅ Everything Reminds Me Of Something It may seem kookyβ¦GIt may seem wildTraveling throughSpace and time The curiosityβ¦. FI can’t explain. . . G The ghosts of ages…GThe songs of oldThe echoes of theStories told There’s so much more.. ..FI can’t explainβ¦. ..G OhContinue reading “Everything Reminds Me Of Something”
Here’s Looking At You
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’”
