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Concrete Juice Bar
Concrete Juice Bar Tammy LoveOn her knees at 1 am 42 Street givingelbow grease and jiffy wax to Jumpin Johnny’s Hot Rod Cock inside a dimly lit Buddy Booth …cigarette burned linoleum …. opentin of Moroccan hash, a slab of black bun tar Fanned out bell bottoms on fine fine Black Ass, inrollers and wavesetContinue reading “Concrete Juice Bar”
Mirror Mirror
Mirror Mirror She has a sparkle in her eyesThat twinkles and shinesSays “Pull over Boy! I got sumthin’for you” She’s got a smile that stops me deadin my tracks, makes my blood run hotand I can’t help but to surrender. A warm balmy breeze, got me to my knees, I feel her pull my hairContinue reading “Mirror Mirror”
The Day We Meet
The Day We Meet Is it krazeee that I wanta royal palaceA place to escape toand share my life I long to cherishSomething moreHold a shooting starIn the palm of my handUnderstanding freedomIs both letting goand desire The surrounding keepWith floral windowsof blue lavender andThe scent of Baby’s breathGathered just before winterFor sacred oils andContinue reading “The Day We Meet”
Coming Down
Coming Down Hefloats around in orbit CirclingWondering the earth Seems smallFrom Far away A distant planethe called Home Out hereBeyond the Van Allen belt Out hereHe remains Alone A speaker cracklesBut nothing Iscoming through His oxygenLevelsDangerously low Has he lostHis way A bit more timeHanging on a Wire Asteroidsand shooting starsFlicker around Himlike Neon signsContinue reading “Coming Down”
Reflection
Reflection Sullenly lostSleep walking Through lifeOne footIn front Of the OtherKris Kringle sang My heart Feels hollow Bang bangingWithin this Hollow cage Of bone Alone And the windCuts deep Of memoriesThat were neverBirthed And I find my reflectionLooking back at meIn a rain puddle Of tearsThat laysBeforeMy feet And With The reflectionI see you /Continue reading “Reflection”
Secrets of Wonka
Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory taught me even in my youth, the very secrets of life!Such quotes “open” your mind to receive other Deep universal messages, lessons and Truths. Nothing is truly what it seems. Reading between the lines raises your personal vibrations, and makes you more available to Spiritual growth! Becoming More “Don’tContinue reading “Secrets of Wonka”
The Hierophant
The Hierophant Seated on a throne ForevermoreBetween two mighty pillars One Law / LibertyThe other Obedience / DisobedienceThe actions of contradiction The Hierophant Wears a triple crownA purple gownEmbossed with golden revelryHe holds the keys To Heaven That rest at his feet He is the Pillar OfThe Power Conventional Traditions The representation of marriage InContinue reading “The Hierophant”
Pocket Full of Gold
Pocket Full of Gold She got me trippin’ on a wireBlind in my third eye no blinkCan’t wink hidden in my trousers top of my head can’t think I’m dizzy in feral emotions Tom cat can’t look back straight forward deep penetrating thoughts melting my mind as I rise to the occasion with the realizationContinue reading “Pocket Full of Gold”
The Poster
I added this poster i made last poetry month! I included Iris Berry and Ron Whitehead!!!!!! Some fuckers stole it and put it up in there group, that I’m IN!!!!…. All that writing behind the Real poets (not Facebook “poets”) is real poetry from them! Under Iris Berry is a poem from her book TwoContinue reading “The Poster”
Empty Room
Empty Room Echo Echo EchoThe symphony ofCrickets And Tumble weedsEighty Year old Woman’sBarren wombThere is No life WithinThese Hollow Walls That Echo Echo EchoAs strangers pass by. MB93 2022
Hard Soil
Hard Soil The sun beats down Hard and Heavy like baked clay bricks. Burning Hot against his neckShoulders, and the breadth of his back, searing pain becomes numb over time of lengthy exposure. Vibrant red Red like a beet from exposure, He is close to the earth, tilling her dry almost concrete soil. Chipping here, Continue reading “Hard Soil”
Queen Bessie 👑
Queen Bessie 👑 Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie 👑”
Red
Red This is my homeBeneath the crimson skyWading through nightmaresBathed in Holy Water of theivesMajestic forests vermillion nightsA thousand years pass before the nextblood is spiltChildren gather in ancient circlesGathering the rites and sacred hymnsScarlet drops fall from heavy rain cloudsThe wind carries the hopeless souls far off into the vast distance of remorseFrom withinContinue reading “Red”
Avenue of Desolate Angels
Avenue of Desolate Angels The chill pulled the warmthfrom the souls of their feetEach step rang out in a silent clamorPain echoed from heel to toe heel to toeTrapped in Hell between numb and nightmare Plastic cardboard fortresses lined the broken avenueMakeshift Fires kept abandoned souls aliveHeat is like oxygen necessary to surviveSubzero razors shaveContinue reading “Avenue of Desolate Angels”
Doc
Doc Boys boys in Levi jeansCut offs, too short too longFrayed The devil appears in phasesRipple Noir Fantastic Channel Zero static The constant buzzzzz rainslingering Dashboard smiles Nubile skin Sweaty elbows stick on vinel Neon stars reflect in the eyes A warmth of loneliness growsParascope eye consumedWithin the vacuum of lost soulsRedemption builds Amongst theContinue reading “Doc”
Candy
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”
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”
Third Rail Lines
.Finding her way back to purgatory Aboard the L train Somewhere between Eighth Avenue andChelsea street Raindrops and decaying buildings blur together in High speed motionpicture silence through fingerprint markings of cold public transportation windows Lost in the memories of yesterday’s from Rockaway Parkway and Coney IslandShe had once surrendered to his limp waxen style…Continue reading “Third Rail Lines”
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”
Dust and Bones
Friday nightCrickets singing in the breezeThe world is in such a rushAnd NoOne is going anywhereBonfire Vanities weep in escrowAnd Junk smiles in my veinsLucid moments cum before NodDrifting off into oblivion Lost Boys jack off Wiping their handsOn their thighsLicking spew From the corners Of their eyes She opened up her thighsand Death smiledTheContinue reading “Dust and Bones”
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 hope here we raise pigeons as cabbage we exchange dreams for sexual favours. Holly still haunted by her absences of yesterday this callhome Huddled in doorwaysThe shadowsContinue reading “Wood Cellar Vinyl”
Magick Dove
Set them free What’s meant to beThe calm recitingWe clearly seeSoft, white featherThe changing weatherThe dogs are howlingBut do not enterMagicK callingHero’s fallingIn black forests Ancients knowingAll the answersSacred dancesAround the fireWe stood in trancesGoddess, alterIncense, waterShe’s the queen, The sacred daughter
I’m a Boy
I’m a Boy I’m just a boyIt Seems that I Just ended up Like that… Who and What we are Is So much moreThan what their GodHad created us to be We are the divineWe are the creatorsWe are in controlOf our actions andWho we choose to Be I choose To be Nothing andEverything atContinue reading “I’m a Boy”
The Gift #2 Starlight Woman
I never dreamedThat there could beA Lady StarlightTo fulfill my dreams Searching through the multiverseMystics Magicians and Gypsy QueensScrying mirrors casting runesThrough esoteric means I cast my lot as prophet martyrThe aeon of Aquarian ageErected a mental abbey withinWore the shroud of the coming sage Freyja smiled down upon meCrafting me the most precious ofContinue reading “The Gift #2 Starlight Woman”
Vampyre
There are words for usThey speak in the shadowsUnder their breath, as ifWe don’t hear. There are words for our kindSome say we shine, like glitterUnder the moonit sky above. There are words that you hearDon’t get too close or get nearTheir kind they are dangerous … If they only knew There are reasons weContinue reading “Vampyre”
Love Poem
~Love Poem ~ ✨ (for the most magicKal womanand Keeper of my Heart) ✨ There it was All out in the openNothing to hide Cept his bloodEngorged girthDeep Deep DeepWithin her whetFeminine smileSucking him inShe tightens herMuscles kegelContractions Tight warm hungryShe devouring hisCOCK with her pussyShe had Him She knewThrusting her naked assHARD into hisContinue reading “Love Poem”
Nuthin’ Sacred
Released as Terence Trent D’Arby in ’87, he was on a trajection course to be among the Next Michael Jackson’s And Prince PoP nobility. After the release of his first major album however, it seem that he had indeed mysteriously dropped off the face of the earth in to pure obscurity….. Motions of time dissipate,Continue reading “Nuthin’ Sacred”
Changed
I think it’s timeFor better or worseTo accept somethingIn my life The elusive museI poured my soul andHeart intomay never truly return Is it the price of gratitudeand praise that makesthe strongman weakby default? Whispered wordsWords shouted frommountain topsSexual desires revealedAnd expressively exploredI was always Morethan honest in my intentNd’ I wonder if I wasContinue reading “Changed”
Revenge
“See these eyes, so greenI can stare for a thousand yearsColder than the moonFeel my blood enragedIt’s just the fear of loosing youDon’t you know my name?Well, you’ve Ben so longAnd I’ve been putting out fireWith gasoline”D.Bowie Is revenge a hollow wordOr an act of vengeance lacedwith arsenic and viper’s venom When or how longContinue reading “Revenge”
✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨
You are an empty Meme.. an unused sticker of both fate and loneliness… Spinning on a Pit over fire and coal This is where you will identify you *self* as headless as a pig the you are. Heed my words… Thy WILL be done, and sadly there is no return nor redemption for your emptyContinue reading “✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨”
Fear-cuairteachaidh an t-Solais
OutlawFatherSon&Saint He’s boken breadOn the mountain topsHe’s spun wordsInto goldHe is peaceHe is FireHe isA force to beReckoned with Ancient fables of OdinMagicK Wisdom PoetryValkyrie songsThe mourning comesFor people that fear TruthHe ispersona non grata Holy scripturesLiteratureSpawned from a placeof True SpiritualityThere is no place for DogmaOnlyTrue Acceptance The Moon FullThe Calling echoesChildren of theContinue reading “Fear-cuairteachaidh an t-Solais”
The Calling Mission
For better or Not, thiss is who I Am … I am Here to fulfill my Calling, I am here, to assist, inspire and to be a friend. It Is a tough Calling, there is more than a little heartbreak. When someone has potential, so much potential and you get to feel privileged to helpContinue reading “The Calling Mission”
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”
Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon
Here…. 93/93… ✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon …. I see through bullshit intents and the lies of the broken bird of eternal potential and this laying corpse of the dead butterfly of change that would and could not. I See Things that do not manifest within the eye within the Eye of Horus, before us,Continue reading “Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon”
Punk Hostage
I amthe truePunk HostageI am boundTo Rules that thereAre … No RulesI am LawlessIn a world I do notBelong inI am choppyPower chordsThat screamThrough the nightI am Lucky LagerFrom Rock n RollRalphs I am theMystery under theCap.I am a banquetteA FeastI am free fixingsat AMPMAcross the WhiskeyI am broken bottlesBehind El CompadreI am the mariachiWithContinue reading “Punk Hostage”
Yin/Yang
The illusionThat we are wholeCompleteIndependent ofThe SourceBlind to pathSynchronicityHas lain before us Moments of creationMoments of TruthWithin moments thatare unexpectedwe recognizethe hand ofFate The mirror shattersThe Self dissolvesNever comprehendingThat we were but a halfAll along MagicKAlchemySpiritual Gold My inner lightEven brighterRecognizingYour Soul The vibrational awarenessFrom four to five DThe circle of perfectionOf this New realityContinue reading “Yin/Yang”
Under The Silver Screen Moon
That was my life….. Walking the streets of Hollywood at night because I had no where to go, it was better to be high moving on. Under the silver screen moon than stop for rest and end up on the sidewalk, even for a moment, admit defeat, homelessness, hopelessness better to move on, there wasContinue reading “Under The Silver Screen Moon”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 