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”
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VAMPYRE/ collaboration
VAMPYRE It was one more nightSo cold So lonelyWe found ourselves drawn in silence and solitude. The moon How it guides the lighted the way always another Choosing which one was next in search ofa lost soul In me lived a wild animal The part sleeping during the dayand at night the other lived ItContinue reading “VAMPYRE/ collaboration”
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”
Old Man and the Sea
Old Man and the Sea The wafting essence of salt flooded the senses of the Old Man by the sea. He felt comfort, superiority, wise as the methadone dripped through his veins. He laughed at the children and the hardships that they would face in life, not quite understanding if he was glad it wasContinue reading “Old Man and the Sea”
🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙
This is a Very exciting, truly innovative way to shop, share, and Style. Gothic aesthetic, Horror, including Vampyre & Witch lifestyle, and art, music and literature. The Undead are living Dead. Welcome to the coziest place 6 feet under and have a monster’s ball! This is the Coming of Raven Black. Underneath the Crescent MOONS🌙Continue reading “🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙”
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The Calling / New Beat Manifesto
The MOST Important post of Poetry Month! Thisssss is Ron Whitehead ! Let us Hear and Feel him Roar! Poetry Lives !!!!!!!
New to This Blue Planet
New to this blue planetI am on a brand New Mission Chosen to fill a VOID, believedTo have started at the end on the Second World War. There are projects I’m am creating, projects that I am steering clear of…. I believe in a Brave New World.Reaching out to Souls, proud I am of theContinue reading “New to This Blue Planet”
Maria Par Son Nom
maria par son nom They say that Beauty is only skin deepShe rides the winds from the east her hair everlasting jubilationShe is the beauty in the deepest valleysShe is the beauty of the Highest peaked mountains She is gloriousThe ancient beauty that gave stars their names…. She is magick The birthing if a gloriousContinue reading “Maria Par Son Nom”
Vampires in Transylvania
Vampires in Transylvania Hallowed cellarsMusky scentsCreaking doors Dusty alleywaysCandelabra litForbidden stareLonging for lustPure desire…….Pain in his eyesLasts foreverThe jugular veinOpen for salvationFor now 🦇🥀 Raven BLACK🖤🥀🐦⬛
Blood and Dirt
There will Be MORE to come in the ensuing days as the spotlight…. TRUE Spotlight reveals All……(and much Much MORE) ……SO, uh Uhm …..I’m the liar? Call the #authorities Report me to #facebookTell my #family? Play #Victim and try to #Gaslight me? Sorry babe…… I’m #DONEThe “PEOPLE” were Correct From the Start#Sus #Sketch #User BloodContinue reading “Blood and Dirt”
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”
Conceived in Eden
Conceived in EDEN Samaiel and Lilith, exploring the forests and their bodies… The power of sex magick burning for the eternal source… This, is where freedom was literally born…. Raven BLACK 🖤🥀
So Many Voices So Little Time
As So Many Voices So Little Time I agree.. It was a good write night But I can’t retire, not now, not yet. I have too many voices pulling at my seems…I hear their screams, and I must let them out… I can’t take them with me tonight, I must, I will… free them… SoContinue reading “So Many Voices So Little Time”
What is This?
What is This? What is this that slips across the hallway door at night. Ragged dirty dusty bones the kind that creep and crawl and send children into a fright. Unliving Dead trying move as silent as a door mouse. It’s shadow falls upon the walls slipping the affects of the degrause. It’s last memoryContinue reading “What is This?”
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”
Three Things
What are three objects you couldn’t live without? 1) Ok, my phone, I do everything on from writing to creating music, to branding, to writing my book that’s on Amazon to publishing my friends book that lives in the UK and movies, and music and digital art… Pretty important 2) my make-up & wardrobe. I’veContinue reading “Three Things”
At night, I hear William Shakespeare weep
At night, I hear William Shakespeare weep……. If you wondered… Or Wanted to BE…? Here we are together….. Not for nothing? But, the most beautiful and talented couple of all time….. Love in Darkness, Sex, and Pain Here….I give everything to you The world is an oyster in the palm of my hand and you?Continue reading “At night, I hear William Shakespeare weep”
Jude
Jude Said “Hey Man, Don’t be Blue” There is another side of the rainbow yet to be explored. You knew inside, that it was more but your silence and misconduct would be the downfall and more. You pulled the velvet curtain from underneath Persephone’s feet, causing panic anxiety and wearing the ring of unloved lovedContinue reading “Jude”
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”
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”
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”
Black Moon
Black Moon silence falls likeill children gathered togetherin bonfire vanity rats spread the wordof desolate angelsrising in black smokebecoming one ina single neon breath lavender hills rollthe violet sky radiatesanticipation of whatis but not to be seen Invisible tides pullthe zenith point inwaves words and intentionscarry more strengthmanifestation, desire secret tongues escapethe lips from theContinue reading “Black Moon”
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”
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”
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:”
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”
Everything Reminds Me Of Something
Finished Track! Over 30 takes and 15 tracks!!! Hope you Dig! 🎵⚡🎵 Everything Reminds Me Of Something It may seem kooky…GIt may seem wildTraveling throughSpace and time The curiosity…. FI can’t explain. . . G The ghosts of ages…GThe songs of oldThe echoes of theStories told There’s so much more.. ..FI can’t explain…. ..G OhContinue reading “Everything Reminds Me Of Something”
The Early Years’90-’91
I remember Alice and Brian coming back from Lodge meetings at the Thelema mystery school, where Crowley had started a movement based on MagicK. Wendy, Brian, Alice and I would watch Tiny Toons and I remember a very odd movie interpretation of Alice In Wonderland made in Checkzlevokia called Alice. Pretty much the freakiest movieContinue reading “The Early Years’90-’91”
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”
Writing 101 – Archetypes
When writing a piece (I’m specifically talking poetry, but Not limited to) Select powerful, emotionally charged Words! Rather than using words to describe the Emotionally Charged…. By doing this You are tapping into the archetypes!Use a ROCK rather than “describing” the ROCK!!!! The results are SO Much more powerful!I believe you’ll find yourself breaking freeContinue reading “Writing 101 – Archetypes”
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”
Bio
Matthew Bowers93 has been featured in the anthology Spotlight, and worked with Ron Whitehead on a dynamic audio experience of The New Beat Generation Manifesto &The Calling. Also in print with The Lothlorian Poetry Journal, Dumpster Fire Press, Rye Whiskey Review, Lucifer’s Retreat, Alien Buddha Press … twice, once as poet and the other forContinue reading “Bio”
Wonders in Aliceland
93 I remember Alice and Brian ,(of The Ultras) coming back from Lodge meetings at the Thelema mystery school, where Crowley had started a movement based on MagicK. Wendy, Brian, Alice and I would watch Tiny Toons and I remember a very odd movie interpretation of Alice In Wonderland made in Checkzlevokia called Alice. PrettyContinue reading “Wonders in Aliceland”
Justice Among The Stars***
Golden glitter stars line either side of HOLLYWOOD Boulevard. It was “The” Iconic walkway back in the day. I remember feeling a little more than gypped to be honest when I found out that anyone could simply purchase one of those suckers on their own, if you had the Ca$h. Still, I was fuckin’ gladContinue reading “Justice Among The Stars***”
Punk Hostage Press
If the day stopped…The earth no longer turnedThe sun could suffocateI would accept that with a BANGIn this moment Of true radiant happinessI am simply humbled knowingThat True Heros Exist Here and in the NowWithin this modern ageNeon eyes. Electric smile.Talented, Generous, Inspiring Angelic Souls and I am Thankful…To be part of such a World***ToContinue reading “Punk Hostage Press”
She Changed The Game
Through avenuesThe muse Punk Rock electric Igniting the fuse A young poetIncommunicadoThe unique View TattooKung FuTypewriterand pen Marking up Tinsel TownOne written word at a time Sunset and Hollywood boulevardsPlaygrounds for ghosts and teens Iconic brilliance recording Scene after scene Capture raw images The art of simplicity Autobiographical notationsPersonal Universal Published with beauty True withContinue reading “She Changed The Game”
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
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”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 