Old Time ClassicRadio ShowsFamilies gatheredTogetherAround Sacred FireBefore TelevisionCreating VisionsFrom flames ofImaginationInspiredFromEerie StoriesMacabre MysteriesComedy and DramaAliensFrom another universeDim the LightTune the dialRelaxAndGet carried away…The frequencyThe airwavesIgniteAndEntertainConnectingThe worldThrough SoapsCommercialsTeeth WhitenersAndCreams (matthew bowers) ~93© 2021
Category Archives: Poems
Going Down?
All good things come to an endStanding on the edge of the precipiceLooking down into the voidOf creative oblivionToo closeDistracted contemplationIs a dangerous ventureLose your sightLose your footingIt’s a long way for whereYou intended to beOnce you start to fallThere is no stoppingFasterFaster stillNo slowingOr coming backFrom a misstepUponThe slippery slope (matthew bowers) ~93© 2021
Bukowski Reads~
Style, smileMischiefWilesbehind those crazy twinkling eyesScruff, wolf grinTypewriter echos Banging like thunderacross a humid, steamy room, Offstained wallpaper,curtains drawn, ceiling fan shadows like Don Quixote Dried, righteous brain Society is a drag man…RepressionSuccessionRecessionDepressionDepletionRepeat son The reason, so many foolsLine up and take chargePaving the way withBillboards and skylightsMarching along blindlyDropping like lemmings Crashing in the surfBelowContinue reading “Bukowski Reads~”
Ghosts-
The sidewalk’s familiarJust passing throughEcho ParkLos AngelesI’ve been living here For the better partOf 30 years or soThe air is warmAnd balmyBut not too hotNever too coldThe streets aren’t as busyAs I remember themSunset’s always been famousFor it’s Halloween ParadeThat’s WEST HollywoodThis is something… differentEveryone wearing masksNot trying to scare each otherBut… Just as spookyIContinue reading “Ghosts-“
“Patriarchal Heathens”
Goddess worship Was the beginningWitchcraft the wayBringing life into this worldMaking needed rain fallRaising crops In dying fieldsGranting protection to soldiers Of ancient warsHuman society The bond of creation The understanding Of life, death, and sacrificeMother Gaia… Many cultures , many names…. It hits me now, even as I type this That the garden ofContinue reading ““Patriarchal Heathens””
Lunatic Cringe~
Lunacy is a blessing All to often overlooked It is the key that unlocks shadows Its the pages within a book Lunacy is brilliance The pull of the ocean’s tide A raven’s claw in the wilderness Where dreams are born, live and die Lunacy is the voice That the blind cannot see With heavy breathContinue reading “Lunatic Cringe~”
Within the Tangled Thicket
A voiceA callingA familiar strangerExiting the woodsEntering the lightI see my reflectionAs a ghostI haunt myselfThere was no echoOnly blinders from withinForced abstananceEyes and toungueRemoved by vicious birdThe result…. Of reaching outCalling my nameIn public domainI was forcedInto… Exile. Cryptic wordsA message sentTo the HeartA message of sorrowAn explanation Of distant Non existent Words….I mustContinue reading “Within the Tangled Thicket”
Coltrane
ColtraneIt’s more thanA thangIt’sElectric bluePoetic reviewBlistering SunsetTime won’tForgetHotLiquidHeatFlowingThrough ourVeinsBenniesNights UpWeeksAt a timeLongingLovingListeningLearningNeon waltzes45sLPsEPsSpinning rhymeI improviseFrom thirstAndFromLiesDormantDeterminedDestructionDestitute willFever pitchedValariumSocial StadiumOutstrechedArmsWelcomePainAnd RainDisconnectedResidencesDrivenInsaneI FallI CallNo longerAloneColtraneInMy BrainMy ValiumSoothesMySoul (matthew bowers) ~93©20021
There is No Room Upon My Alter-
There is no room upon my alter for a Christ that gave away his life for useless intentions. The scapegoat became the savior of the people of guilt. Their final cries echo the release in hopes of being forgiven within deathbed confessionals. Those born and raised, being spoonfed fear from birth follow blindly the corruptedContinue reading “There is No Room Upon My Alter-“
Giant-
Crude oil bursts free From the naked barren LandscapeCacti and eaglesHold the rangeA few hundred miles wideHigh noon Sun blares downUpon clay and rockThere’s no escape From it’s omnipotent presenceSnakes, and lizardsLie dormant Within shadow havens Skin shines like velvet mirrorsDrowning waterfallsCascade DownMuscular CutFull square backThe dust of the landFilling every poreOil stained eyes “She’sContinue reading “Giant-“
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 