Phantom Zone Spinning Spinning in Eternity Helpless Blank and Powerless I am dressed in all Black And she laughs Calling me General Zod
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Lost
Lost Wondering city streets A bottle of cheap ass wine my sideIt’s been empty for nearlyTwenty Two Fucking YearsYet I don’t tell a soulAnd No One even cares I’ve done Shit that would haveMade our populous ExtinctShit that would make you cringe(If you knew the Truth)Let’s just sayKarma is another word forSurvival Cockroaches reading NewspapersDungContinue reading “Lost”
The Tomb of Los Angeles
The Tombs of Los Angeles The rain came downCold and distantKinda weird for this time of yearMy bones dew tight Swaddled in motorcycle leatherBlack turtleneck, Crowley MAGICK The air arid with a distinct freezeI felt my thoughts wondering awayAnd hereI recover Thawing marrowFinally relaxing across the ThickChez Lounge that holds meProtects me, enveloping meLike anContinue reading “The Tomb of Los Angeles”
Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……
Video by David J. below…….. 🌙 Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?…… I had the Most Amazing dream last night, I with with a school classroom tour, in of All places “Pittsburgh” which I insisted was the “armpit of America” for some reason but Very determined. And we spent the even at variousContinue reading “Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……”
Tabs in Egypt
She is the markings , the writing on the wall …. The message seen the Mirror…… The pen that defined all? SHE….. And Our Egypt …… Together! Thank you…… #MotherLodge Externally Raven BLACK 🖤🥀🐦⬛ 93⚡93
The Gothic Music Dance Experiment 💀🖤💀
A Song written for my generous friend Rogelio Espinosa 🤟🏻#electronica #fypシ #ravenblack #teenageclothes #vampyre #dance
Judge and Jury
Judge and Jury “I don’t think I’m manic, but you can Not put creative expression and magick in a timely box” Raven 🖤🥀 I was broken hearted yesterday when I sarcastically used that example to my psychiatrist, and she agreed with me (Yes, we Do need to sleep at night) I have Never felt SoContinue reading “Judge and Jury”
Do You Remember
Do You Remember What do you rememberWhat do you remember about MEDo you rememberWhat was meant to beOrWas that just an illusionNothing but a Dream I dreamed I’ve held onto hopeI’ve held onto darknessI’ve held onto comfort,in simple memories Do you rememberThe way you made me smileThe way you could make me laughas the worldContinue reading “Do You Remember”
For You
I did have this waiting for you, if and when the time is right… There is truly nothing I want more than for you climb onto me and take in my full length and girth as you ride yourself into oblivion!And all I want in return is to suck your whet, soaking fingers, putting themContinue reading “For You”
The Beach
The Beach If you could see what I seelost in the ocean wavesFierce, forlorn, curling white There is so much more out there Coming calling on the freezing windAnswers from Oracle lipsTasting the salty breezeGuiding amongst the shadowsThe harsh gusts pushing hard,to remind you that you’re not alone Mourning mists turn to night The greyContinue reading “The Beach”
A Single Rose
A Single Rose Melody and melancholy lies, I wear Thorns in my eyes blind to the truth. My words, my heart, bleeds mercilessly, I’d rather die than want to believe. I knock upon your scarlet door, you are thick mahogany within. Armoured, protected, lonely with a fear of being alone, there is no penetrating theContinue reading “A Single Rose”
Haunted
Haunted The air before Spring has a certain nip. Dark and unexpected as you wait for the coming warmth. Catacombs and Rainbows fall with certain death while cemeteries, centuries old come to life doing the Charleston while a ragged moon seems to swoon kissing barren tree branches underneath already tired clouds, passing along in theContinue reading “Haunted”
Waiting on Ghosts
https://birthingghosts.wordpress.com/2017/04/09/birthing-ghosts/ Birthing Ghosts by Luci Lane My favourite poetess / writer, she has taken me to the deepest depths of life and fulfillment. Her words are magicK, her voice both excites and comforts me. And SHE has allowed me to empower myself and see that living is love and is better shared with a twinContinue reading “Waiting on Ghosts”
Scarlet Woman’s Ghost
93/93Jack Parson’s Scarlet Women #OTO #Thelema #Crowley #Cameron Scarlet dreams beneath venetian blinds a warm breeze comes through the bedroom window, waltzing across linen sheets. Velvet skin and limbs, tied together in knots making promises, with their eyes that forever could not deny. Nocturnal wilderness, harbors magick and butterflies, bonfires stoke the pyre of fleetingContinue reading “Scarlet Woman’s Ghost”
In Daylight
In Day Light I’m Dancing, and there is no sound. I dream my shadow, is you against the wall. We don’t age, we are eternal in this luminous brilliance of pain and existance. We are Vampyre.*(Video)* ❣️🦇🍷 🐈⬛🥀🌙 There are some stories that are too long and painful to put to script. We make attempts,Continue reading “In Daylight”
Do You Remember
Do You Remember What do you rememberWhat do you remember about MEDo you rememberWhat was meant to beOrWas that just an illusionNothing but a Dream I dreamed I’ve held onto hopeI’ve held onto darknessI’ve held onto comfort,in simple memories Do you rememberThe way you made me smileThe way you could make me laughas the worldContinue reading “Do You Remember”
Victims Aren’t We All
Victims Aren’t We All We died that nightBecoming gods from mortalsI trusted you, I gave my heartIt was cut from me With a switchblade knife Ouroboros tail to mouthThe Silver moon shines eternalCandles burn in the loftThat We we’re supposed to share “I love you” painted on the wallMy blood not yet driedI feel theContinue reading “Victims Aren’t We All”
Come Bite the Apple
Come Bite the Apple It was just going on past Fourththirty and he was more than ready to call it a day. Reognizing and recategorizing the studies vast and ancient book collection was more than a little tedious to say the least. He grabbed his car keys and his jacket and started to make hisContinue reading “Come Bite the Apple”
Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables
The publishers have said that immature posts, false claims and name calling only damages the reputation of the said “poet” or “small press” aka KDP Amazon Now!!!!Written with truth and purpose these negative statements can harmlessly be shown light upon rather than celebrating their caustic and toxic lies and slander. While written with taste, truth,Continue reading “Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables”
You are Not Broken
Follow these Steps~ 1) it is Not you Job!!!To put a Smile on everyoneYou are Not alone feeling that either! I was Just explaining that to a very Special someone JUST Today! Making others happy, is idealistically Great! But, No one refills the coffers, gives Back what you give, and I understand that is notContinue reading “You are Not Broken”
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”
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 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”
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”
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”
The Chaff
Separating the wheatFrom the chaffDiscarding the uselessFrom the beautifulAlchemy performedWith the sting of a beeNatural order of what’sMeant to be as the throngsOf divinity Shine uponThe reflective Growthof grace cumming untoIt’s own.So mote it be93
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”
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”
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”
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”
Stray
Childhood lost in an instant of unforseen danger. It wasn’t quite ten o’clock when the sharp piercing thunder echoed from across the street. An evening run to the local Seven-Eleven went sideways,horribly wrong. Without the chance of realization, the body dropped to the broken sidewalk, heavy, in slow motion, with the low thudof a fallingContinue reading “Stray”
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”
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”
Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You
Poets and writers could and should pull from their past experiences to give honesty and depth to their pieces. I myself am not a poet, nor will I ever be. I am a vessel that transcribes words, phrases, occasional rhymes, in to pieces from ethereal promptings, muse, the universe, Monad?I let go of myself, andContinue reading “Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You”
Writing 101 Being the Vessel
To describe writing, understanding the process …for me to tamper with the promptings I receive as a vessel is ego….. I know that the universe knows better than I… The muse have been and Are eternal and I a mere 52 yrs. Who am I to second guess the prompting of the ancient ones? WhenContinue reading “Writing 101 Being the Vessel”
Yvonne De la Vega
I don’t have any wordsI’m silent cold in shadowAngels fall phoenix riseLife is a cruel muthafuckerVoices and brilliance echoesWhen it’s good… it’s Damn GOOD!I’ve written gospels in the sandOnly to be taken away painfullyBy the salty tongue of realityGoddesses are most beautifulWhen you hear them ROAR!!!!Tiny daggers find their way Through your veins… and intoYourContinue reading “Yvonne De la Vega”
Point Zero
I’ve seen visions of squirming toads, I’ve seen THEM….. More than haunting, they were the gateway, the threshold to a vast dominion. The street was paved with them. Millions of dark amphibians. Crowded, lying on top of each other. Pulsating, in unison rhythm, under a cold Autumn moon….. Lizards clung together, forming tree’s trunks…. StandingContinue reading “Point Zero”
Writing 101 – Consolidation
Here’s something I wanted to share with you guys. Retrospectively (well had I known people and not experienced what I know now through trial and error)I would join fewer Facebook “poetry” groups. The idea that you want to have an abundance of opportunities is legitimate. Unfortunately, the reality is that a lot of these groupsContinue reading “Writing 101 – Consolidation”
Wilcox
Hollywood Nuance / Wilcox (Cover Ideas thus far) *********************************** The Wilcox Bldg. Now the Wilcox Duet, it was Hollywood’s pink, mecca of our Rock n Roll society. Modern day Babylon, Sodom and Gomorrah. Tweakers n Tinseltown. Faceless rock stars, royalty in their own mind, performing sold out shows, at the Flavian Amphitheater. Revelry, debauchery, SwimmingContinue reading “Wilcox”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 