Writing 101 – continued

When writing , this could be applied to a novel or more specifically poetry the “words” themselves do not matter….It’s the essence that the words are placed in, the content, the “before” it is with the “Intent” that you validate a a chosen word…. I ask myself, “if I just read that would I thinkContinue reading “Writing 101 – continued”

If I Were Andy Warhol

If I were Andy WarholThe things that I would seeIf I were Andy Warhol All the things that we could be If I were Andy WarholCamera, paint, in handI would capture AmericaAs it Truly isAnd one day They would understand If I were Andy WarholOne day I would be seenMore than character, artist PoP cultureContinue reading “If I Were Andy Warhol”

The Echo of Metatron 2021

Don’t ever be arrogant, act spoiled nor like that of an egg left in the sun, don’t be cruel, or self righteous for that’s the equivalent of kicking yourself in your ass. You end up shooting yourself in your own foot and invariably just doing stupid shit. Those things you speak of are “Ego” andContinue reading “The Echo of Metatron 2021”

LIVE!!!!! READING!!!

LiveSomething Witchy This Way Comesrecorded for Book Release Party on All Hallows Eve 2021 *(matthew bowers)* ~93 Available on Amazon.com – New Deluxe edition printing! 50+ poems 175 pages, glossy cover, bio, photo, quote… Same low price!

Lady Night

Kool JazzA shanty blowsLiquid heat in late AugustIt was SheThat scent of NightBringing shadowsTo the floorTangoSilhouettes glidingHolding their ownLost in melodyRife with desire And deathTwo mutual friendsPlaying against TimeReflecting glomeCast togetherAgainst fracturedStucco wallsIt was SheThat takes you in a momentTranscendingCarnal hopes and dreamsIt was SheCaptured in celluloidFilm noir countessPoison lipstickNeon nightsAlleyway firesCosplay CosloveCostume smileMystery moonContinue reading “Lady Night”

Unjust

There are scenes of freedom that define you, electric wind on a cold morning sail. Razor sharp whispers cut through gossip and fog, an army of tent dwellers gather ’round fires… catching warmth and bleeding neon sacrament from holy veins. Princess Myrcella Baratheon fallen by a single poisonous kiss.The actions of Judas unrequited.The actions ofContinue reading “Unjust”

New Release Deluxe’

Special Thanks to Hex’m J’ai & R.M. Engelhardt of…Dead Man’s Press Ink for All of their efforts as well as patients (Hex I’m looking at You!) and making MagicK possible!93 *NEW* Deluxe Edition Publishing of Something Witchy This Way Comes. Published by Deadmanspressink This is my first book release, and has been well recieved allContinue reading “New Release Deluxe’”

Nostalgic Haunts

Full on brooding thoughtsIndiana skyline barren blueDrawn between two actsOne hushed one embracedSilent moments within the eyesWild madness next of kinEmotions paintedAcross silver canvasCelestial beings wait to receiveSubtle genius soon loosed acrossFiery pavement at the costOf high noon sunMelodies. Trivialities.Beat. Kicks.Shadow cliquesWallflower dancing aloneForever more (Matthew Bowers) ~93©2021

Shadow

Sorry, not feeling quite myselfHaunted with the flavour Of melancholy blues Suicide stripeswith razor teeth I’m lost in a personal hell No saving grace Or Escaping the true fateThat I myself have forged There are no answers Or secret keysMy shadow is filled with heavy echoesReverberating MADNESS that only I must endure I have fallenContinue reading “Shadow”

Suicide Notes& Self-Checkout Stations

From my Newest endeavour Suicide Notes & Self-Checkout Stations “As time paces from hour to hour it also is only within a moment before the next thunderous outburst covers the likes of those lost at Pompeii. Frozen beneath the heat and ash, I assume my usual position, I let my guard down, my sword sheathed,Continue reading “Suicide Notes& Self-Checkout Stations”

Breathe in 1927

I wish I was among Fitzgerald, Chaplain, Valentino, Fairbanks!!!! Sometimes i feel  Like I’m at a tube station Waiting  and  I’ve missed the ride Too late for the show And there, I’m stuck Like a ghost Sometimes I feel  I was one  Of those Wall Street tycoons That plummeted 30 floors  From the stock marketContinue reading “Breathe in 1927”

Forgotten Goddesses(The Patriarch Repression)

Different godsSame godsHostsOf variant tribes ArtMusicSexWarControlling windsAnd ocean’s waves Caught in mysteriesLost IdentitiesIdentifyingDeity CalamityIdolatryHarrowingJourneysSearchingForHidden keysAncient religions! Chasing omnipotent shadows CreationSensationQuestioningRelationFromOriginsOfPlanet EarthToMotherGaiaThe maiden The peoplesThe prophetsThe practicesForgottenBeliefs in MagickRitualsMesopelagicDeepDeepBelowThe surface of the wavesSacrificeGoldIncenseIvoryJadeWooden polesIn Ashera’s name Priests cowerDeny the powerOf creationandSourThe namesOf the True GoddessesWith their own jealous intents VilifyDecryLamb’s bloodFrom a hanging tree MythsLegendsForgotten pastsPathsContinue reading “Forgotten Goddesses(The Patriarch Repression)”

Black Star

You came to meIn a celestial dreamClaiming to be MorpheusMuse, Hermes TrismegistusYou’re the whisper in my earThe strength behind my penYou are LegionMy friend.For We are Many…Without ego or destinationI writeBut not for meOr poetic lackey’sNarcissus capture long agoFeeding them scraps of egoThey wear like golden trophiesAbout their long slender necksI write for the sakeContinue reading “Black Star”

The Incredible Mr. Snips

I was as tired as the day felt long,and right now that seemed like a god damned eternity. There were plenty of goings on throughout the house, but nothing that struck my curiosity. A new tenant moved in across the way. In a small tank with water, lettuce, and a fairly good size rock, consideringContinue reading “The Incredible Mr. Snips”

Ode to Hekate

From Something WitchyThis Way Comes~here is Ode To Hekate Available HERE on Amazon!NEW Deluxe edition publishedMore content, More features…Fully Illustrated!!!(Over 50 poems & 140 pages)SAME Low price! $13.93(other books will have 60-80 pgs.and co$t you $12- $16More MagicK &More Bangfor your buck!!! Something WitchyThis Way Comes https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09J799RRB/ref=cm_sw_r_apan_glt_fabc_ADCSGTV7NGTEHR0J6XCD

Winter Woman

Morning woke in full bloomTurned a key of faded gloryLet madness out typhoon smileIn bitter rhyme and rhythmic dance Embers smudge spirit callingsElectric waves docile momentsCrossing current equinox twinIn dime store shelter lost and found Wooden Indian tearBaring the soul of the tiredWitnesses mouths sewn closedDesert wind carries hidden secrets that only children of distantContinue reading “Winter Woman”

Book Sales Placement?

93 I recently released a book of poetry on October 31, 2021 on All Hallows Eve. It is available currently in paperback form on Amazon. I have had pretty good success marketing through social media, Facebook. Instagram and TikTok. I was wondering if there was any place that you would know of that would beContinue reading “Book Sales Placement?”

Throwaway Kids

What happens when society 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 “Throwaway Kids”

Broadsides

Broadsides have a long and storied history as one of the first vehicles for disseminating poetry to the public. After the invention of moveable type in the 15th century, proclamations and official notices were printed on broadsides and distributed. …

Voices of Freedom

First Poetry Music Audio Recording “Voices of Freedom”-(Trying to add slide show)-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 theContinue reading “Voices of Freedom”

The Calling org.

Crash

New MexicoDesertArid Cool Summer Night1947 Falling star?Metallic bitsScattered likeShrapnel Farmers with kerosene lanternsSpread out searching in a line Not unlike like a police hunt To find a murdered teen The U.S. Army Air ForceReleased newspaper headlines They’d recovered a “flying disc” From Roswell ranches Ley lines Clear-cut coverups Conflicting explanations From fallen saucer To weatherContinue reading “Crash”

Writing Archetype

Ohhow I adoreBukowski! Goneare my daysof followingsuit Liquid courageLiquid inspirationLiquid armourLiquid truth I found loveIn the rhythmOf an old second handTypewriterThat costLessThan a cheapLunch I foundAVoiceAVisionASecretMeaning to life TodayI celebrateThe Calling IfYou careto join theCircle…OurCircleWe canDanceTo a privateFireAnd makeSome Noise.. ©2021

Charles

CharlesCharlesBeerBar fightsCheap hotelsNeon signsProstitutesPoliceMailmanAngryBeautifulTypewriterAngstePoetryCockroachesClassic MusicPark benchesWineRefrigeratorStageReadingsLiveUglyHorse racesBull fightsEncore

Death of a Boxer~

I was in a barJust off Hollywood Blvd. It was of course darkMusky, Humid…The way a bar ought to bePeople shoulder to shoulderSpilling drinks Stepping on toesBlowing out your eardrumFor some sissy drinkPeople are like sardinesNot because their packed together so tight you can’t thinkBut they’re dead just the same Staring at you with vacantContinue reading “Death of a Boxer~”

Bitter Fruit

Bitter fruitHaunts meGrows within my bonesLikecancer I feel ashamedHurt A veritable maelstromof insane thoughts StabbingMy guts Blunt force traumaBruised Stupid Overlooking empty shadowsOfNevermore Why am I condemned to beThe martyr The fool Ignorant in belief Lost hope We were piratesVampyresDaredevilsSurvivors Kin I held an open door for you And nowIt’s just a coldFrozenHollow dream AContinue reading “Bitter Fruit”

Video for my book Something Witchy This Way Comes

Book is available NOW on #Amazon Something Witchy This Way Comes https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09J799RRB/ref=cm_sw_r_apan_glc_fabc_N02TVE9SGFYAZ37ZS2MK 138 pages, $13.93 available on Amazon

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’”

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started