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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”
Irina Eclipse
Irina Eclipse With the eclipseLight and darkness EqualsBrother and sister danceHolding moments Before passing StarsMarsVenusScarsMeeting in Universal IntervalsSpinning Each caught In the throws Of gravitational pullDaughter of EternityIlluminated child of ShadowsShe breathes Exists Within two Worlds The blackThe whiteThe knowledge of EternityShe Is magnificentPulling tidesControlling mindsWith subtle motion Madness takes sanityThe forgotten goddessWorshipped by tribesBeyondContinue reading “Irina Eclipse”
Beauty and The Goat
Beauty and the Goat Bend and swoonUnderneath a Harvest moonYou are the goddess of beautyI am the ugly beast of burden I will always love you in the ways That cannot be perceived by men. I will follow you as Persephone into dark harshness if the underworld. Grab me by the horns, and do whatContinue reading “Beauty and The Goat”
Moments
Moments Moments tumble, fumble, throughthe darkness into an empty haze.Poor satellite images signalthrough, the black and the whitefilm Noir chic alabaster skin. Reflections mirror pain andloneliness that can only becaptured by a million maybetomorrows. This wasn’t the Deal. It wasn’t in thecards. The echoes of brokenpromises that leave their marketched and burned as yet anotherwarningContinue reading “Moments”
Who Am I?
Who Am I? But the luckiest guy in the worldstill scratching his headHe loses himself In thoughts of“What did I do to deserve Her?” He… was still a child at heartHe believed in Camelot, MagicKand fairy tales, even green menthat lived on the moon. He looked for messages that the universe would leave Him! SecretContinue reading “Who Am I?”
Unheard Melody
Unheard Melody It didn’t matter who he was anymore. A silent matchstick just hoping to catch the last breath of flame to reignite , something before everything else around him died. There was nothing conventiental in his thoughts or actions. He used to believe in “The Great Hope”. He used to believe in brilliant tomorrows,Continue reading “Unheard Melody”
Rain
Rain Rain comes down More Emotions flood Streets and Avenues Along St. Vincent Sister Mary cries again For Her lone Begotten Son Rene🥀💋
Zelda
Zelda Suffering and genius go hand in hand married to brilliance Art Deco thoughts meanderdown Champagne dreams lostamong the poets and sculptors Madness breeds and thrives within alcohol and jealous veins insane Icons of youth and success—enfants terribles of the Jazz AgeShe raged/ liquored up spinning OUT/ the archetype flapper birthing the fire flash paperContinue reading “Zelda”
Silver Surfer
Silver Surfer The sound of Cupid echoes from afar, the impossible blue of a lover saying goodbye A young girl standsover a brink…taking a final chance to be loved.Her ribcage hollow she dies inside… a little more each moment that passes byFetal position against the wallholding onto fragile pieces ofsanity not wanting it to beContinue reading “Silver Surfer”
Ascension
Listen…Can you hearThe the tiny voiceThat calls to you …To beTo be More? You are enlightenedYou … are Magickal People are blindAs to WhyYou are differentMore than they Can be They are not in tuneWith the universeWith…. GodThe divine creator TheyAre obliviousThey can’t hearThe CallWithin the silenceThat allows Us to beCreators, that can manifestBeauty InContinue reading “Ascension”
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
Dreams
Silent Still Here ThereA million Miles away…. She dreams of nights Knights! Proud Honourable That will lay their lives down In Her Name (for her cause) Princess Queen She is More Than blue blood Of The Royal Crown 👑 She Is Dreams Desire Sets the world On Fire 🔥 She … Is here There AContinue reading “Dreams”
Friends of Fire
Friends of fireFriends ofgreat wastelandSister of MarianYou never cared Oh Babylon RisingI was more than wrongThe blind elementalOf the Scarlet WomanThatFor meNever Existed Through tempered fireAnd Pain forged before meI behold secrets and liesThat I was Never clever enuffTo bare or endure as NowYour purposeful silenceIs absolutely both poisonAs well as deafening The wasted RiddleContinue reading “Friends of Fire”
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”
Eclipse of the Day
Eclipse del dia MísticoOráculoResidirDentro demi calavera Hogar de huesoy tuétanolengua coptade Thule marianotomo tuManoDebajoEl hierroCruz Negro solbrillaMagiaKy pérdida sangramosUn secretopacto Eclipse of the Day Mystical Oracle Reside Within my Skull Home of Bone and marrowCoptic languageOf Thule MarianI take yourHandBeneathThe IronCross Black SunshinesMagicK and loss We bleedA secret covenant MB93 🖤
Coming Vibrations
She stands in a house of open glory, with floral visceral extending gratitude, sentient beauty, grace of awareness… around a virtual gathering embracing all that transpires in waking spiritual magicKal knowledge. Here… then… forever more, a family of creation reaches a distant mount of New holiness without repression or descension, but rather in a trueContinue reading “Coming Vibrations”
Testament
Life is breathed experienced worn as a crown a halo of chakra enlightenment blessed with the pureness of intentional manifestation WeAre children cloaked in innocence beneath the shadow of our lunar goddess AndBeneath this blanket I hold you tight that you might not slip away and the dream be spoiled for together we are tetheredContinue reading “Testament”
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”
False Gods(Red Mirage)
Masked in silence Haunted shadows leerLanguidly waiting for aStolen moment Hanging with Baited breath from lintol Beams suspending Heirs of valiant foliage ofHellenistic proportions Gardens curtain doorways Humid breath wafting fromBeyond the entrance Specters Shadows Djinn Ascend wallsCrossing ceilings Zigzagging To and fro Back and forth High and low Succubus whispers Call to you CallingContinue reading “False Gods(Red Mirage)”
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”
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:”
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”
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”
La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains
Lost in a moment Caught up in dreams and dreams to come Silent somber MotionlessLiquid charcoal inRaven’s eyes Soft reflections ofOnce upon a timesEchoes without a trace A shadow hereSilhouette thereA rising moonbirths the night Lost at seaof tranquilityRedefine the lineNevermore Vivid memory ofa stolen kiss the eternal flameThe Arc de TriompheUpon her lips FarContinue reading “La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains”
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”
Limitless Ghosts of Motion
She caught me unexpectedly with that particular look in her eyes. Watching, wary, knowing, expectant, transcendent, alluring, tempting, anxious, wanting, suspenseful, sexual, with come hither reality that oozed mystery pulling me forever closer to her. In less than a moment, I knew… I was to be helpless. I would be lost in whatever spell orContinue reading “Limitless Ghosts of Motion”
Lunar Pull
Transcending physical Spiritual matters drawnUpon the lunar tides abyssLuring procuring essencesRecurring obscuring shadowsOf the blood moon nightMagicKal practical heady windsDrawn up on the inner wisdomDesires beyond pagan reproachThe tides of crystalline oceansStretch and pull the undertowsSandy planes lay barren remorseAs naive children turn awayAnd lose themselves in the fireOf eternal remorse MB93
Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen
Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen Sending messages out into this vast beautiful worldas prophets, apostles, messengers. Voices echoed throughout the agessonnets and prose expose the underlying cause of human affliction to the masses upon the tongues of archetypes, angels, and the resurrected muse of ALL. Prophesy and tales of good versus evil carried on the windContinue reading “Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen”
Waking
MorningMorning laterMorningInto the afternoon Hungover skySulking through decadesOf sobriety The lens of visionBeholds the sunWith tired Heavy Eyes MB932022
St. Vincent
St. Vincent I see in your EyesYou might be smiling.For someLoveIs justAFour Letter word MB93@2022©
This is 2022
Everyone’s war starts somewhereIt can be within ourselvesIt can come at us from outsideThey can try to break us downThey can try to take us overThey can try to make us one of THEM In my blood, I share your bloodI remember my grandfather’sFurry hat and long jacketNow I see their bloodMy bloodOur blood WeContinue reading “This is 2022”
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’”
