Broken Street Lights, Spilt Beer & Other Love Songs It’s a lazy Tuesday eveningAnd the sky is mumblingsongs of jubilant colors.Shades of night are etchedacross the sky. There’s a poignant,rank stench, that fills the airlike spoiled malt liquor. If you’re not careful man,It’ll curl up them noise hairsYou got hanging fromYour nostrils…… I never gotContinue reading “Broken Street Lights, Spilt Beer & Other Love Songs”
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Joyful Jubilee
Circular revolution around the sun. Three hundred and sixty five days days gone by and to come. A celebration of angelic arrival. A heralding Ushering a new Era of appreciation growing knowing wisdom compassion caring. The gift of one to all. A still silent voice raising tsunami skies inspiring valiant splendor. The day of birth,Continue reading “Joyful Jubilee”
Transmutation
“Hear” “Here” listen ….Within these words are more than cluesThey are the map! To understanding To successTo the way Of universal Law…… and MagicKHereBefore youAre both Keys And Locks The truthInside youThe essence OfDivinity MB93
The Poet
Words MagicKA lyrical archer With perfect aim… I am the targetEach word and phrase Perfectly castHitting it’s markAs I have to surrenderDefenselessAdmiringAppreciatingFeelingRapture
Pencil
PencilDirty palmsSmudged paperInterpretContinueSharpenEraseRepeatRepeat againEvaluateEraseFinish MB932022© All art by – Matthew Bowers MB93©
Twin Heart
Twin HeartI watch you as you sleepYou weave Ravens beneathfuchsia velvet nightsYou are my everythingThe star of my golden compassI cannot express the wholenessOf your ALLYou are My special blessingMy loveMy heartMy truest friendThe only oneThat truly knows meThe inside out andHow I walked through HellAnd how I returned broken aloneAnd in this silenceI wantContinue reading “Twin Heart”
Transmission Coming In
Entering the atmosphereThe Black Star arrives from far away…. The man inside returning Will he Blow Our Mind? Static buzzzzzzzTransmizzion Here cKa can “U”…am cKa coming thru? Radiant electro huePouring neon vapoursThrough sliding metallicSilver doors … ExitGround level 2 Astro feet step deepInto red Iron holiday dustCarpeting the runway hereUpon his arrival… We are theContinue reading “Transmission Coming In”
Saturday Must Come
Reflections glare dancingAcross the windshield eyesFlitting flirting juxtapositionGrace losing the race HeavyUnder Fire Flung roundsOxygen vacuum pulling lamentDripping Holy words from agnostic gospel repelling ALLOne by One breathing aloud theBreeding ground of adherence Of Spiritual manifesto cryingLoom Doom Awaiss swoonsCryptic evidence within The LawBound by order freedom of WillSupplementing status quo livesTo and fro beyondContinue reading “Saturday Must Come”
Tempest
In the desire to retirefrom writing so to speakwhen all comes to fruitionmore than calling it a dayrather escapingfrom the cosm andmicrocosm dichotomyreleasing of the allaware of distancesilent scorn attention shortdiscarded thoughtsbeing pelted at solitary targetwith a deluge of abandonmarveling at the flight ofso many fairweather friendsso ready to take and toreceive accoladesself serving banquetsneverContinue reading “Tempest”
Final Act
Typical me Typical Me Typical MeI started something and now I’m not toosure Crown Sad clownVying frownI’m giving uppretendingThat I don’tknow betterThat this time willbe differentThat you’d bebetter than the rest It’s always more ofjust the sameIf there are peoplethey’ll always let youdown that’s just the scienceIt’s never quitehit or miss And I am sorry,Continue reading “Final Act”
Her
I think she was a former addict, a prostitute, as well as a local barfly….. Somehow Somewhere, She lost the precious rose. Long ago with the stolen spark of kindergarten eyes. Up and down these cold and dirty streets, more victim than martyr shot up with track mark abuse. Her pockmarked scars screamed “I amContinue reading “Her”
Thin Ice
Skating on a riftA fine line betweenhallucination, painand partyLost in an array ofconsuming momentsphysical needsblind desires The rush and pulla whipping boy a slaveto yourself and substanceA hostage to PervetinCrystal shards blindDevour essenceAnd soul screams outIn agony cast asideAnd thrownInto a pit ofBlack vipers Laughterguiltgreed…Interchangeablemiddle namesYour true identity hasfaded, some time ago Electrical nuance entersyourContinue reading “Thin Ice”
The Forest Through the Trees
Thoughts of mourning In the morning ColdWinter’s breathBlue lips of the divineHaunted flowersRise with mystic holinessLaughing brooks cryAnd carry grave notesAlong it’s shallow bankRed, orange, and yellow Leaves have fallenBeneath a moonlit skyThat’s drawingCobalt painted backdropOf my finalResting place *(matthew bowers)* ~93© all rights reserved
Patriarchal Heathens
This is a poem from my book Something Witchy This Way Comes Goddess worship Was the beginningWitchcraft the wayBringing life into this worldMaking needed rainfallRaising crops In dying fieldsGranting protection To soldiers of ancient warsHuman society The bond of creation The understanding Of life, death, and sacrifice Mother Gaia… Many cultures , many names…. ItContinue reading “Patriarchal Heathens”
The Boy Not Afraid to Cry
you were once a glitter stardon’t be a media sensationit’s to late to stop the presses now who am i to expect morewords of wisdom drive me wildI’m a honey comb creation so real i freak on the things i felt a golden key unlocks the worlddon’t turn your back now oh why’d you changeContinue reading “The Boy Not Afraid to Cry”
Winter Woman
From the Deluxe’ Edition of Something Witchy This Way Comes… #deadmanspressinkI’d like to share one of the Bonus Poems featured……. 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 lostContinue reading “Winter Woman”
Winter Woman
From the Deluxe’ Edition of Something Witchy This Way Comes… #deadmanspressinkI’d like to share one of the Bonus Poems featured……. 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 lostContinue reading “Winter Woman”
Mindfulness
ToTeachAnd to followAlongThe SpiritualPath&Live By exampleCleanse energiesAnd relaxHealingThe soulWith positive IntentionsBecomingOne with ourselvesThrough Meditations ~Namaste~ *(matthew bowers)* ~93
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***”
Coming Soon…..
My Next book release projects are in the works…. These will both be released this year. Harlequin Sky & MagicK Moon
Acid Test
I’d be with teens my age… And they would “dose” to “party”…. I Never understood thatIt was Truly beyond my comprehensionIn me, Through me we’re All answers and secrets of the universe!!!! And They were giggling over trailers their hands wound make when waved in the air!!! Those precious moments, Tripping BALLS, Is a fineContinue reading “Acid Test”
Writing 101 – Control
It’s funny how a piece once started takes its own direction and creates its own articulation… I find the best way for me to write is to get out of “it’s” way and remove myself from the moment, surrender any kind of dictating control, and together… We breath.
Pandora’s Box
She smiledYouthfulEnergy The innocence That attractedNothing innocentThat would feedConsumeCarnal Wonton pleasuresDark back alley holidayHer songHer tragedyUsedAbusedRent and soldIs their loveIn happenstance The soft touchPrestige porcelain skinHaunted HungryThe reflection of death Betrays you Frail rail body Wire arms cold legsJohn and Pawns Exchange monies For a chance to feel AliveA cost thatLoses sanityPoor little shiny toyLostContinue reading “Pandora’s Box”
Wayward Pine
Friday Night lightStreet lamp amber glowDust incognito smileFreshly driven snowUnder apple blossom sky Children wander far and nearDreams ignite fire mindsTaunting turningHaunting burning Silhouette glistenBeneath a hollow moon Moments hung as feline broodWithin Kat jaws of fate alignedMourning comes in honouringInnocence lost and blind *(Matthew bowers)* ~93©2022
Seeds of Change
The seed….PlantedBefore…Realized Grown GrowingPersonalStrengthVisionSharedRevelationSpoken throughMuse DustedLong and Silent Shadows Slowly CollectIdentifyRecognizeHarmonizeResonateUnderstanding of aForgotten tongue
The Experiment
I honestly wanted to have a group of gifted writers, with a common ideology, that could unite us and bring about “change”. A Unity/ Community, something to strive for, a vision of a better future than reality of the day to day that we are exposed to now. I know it must seem naive, butContinue reading “The Experiment”
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”
Neighbors
Moments hang heavyCrawling NakedCold withdrawn inGuilt bound noose Readied soul tiredStarved neglectedFrom deep abandonMourned the Loss Swinging PendulumLooming darkOver flannelLandscape peaks Dust and cigaretteButts collectedIn overgrown pilesOf drepressed remorse Paper wasteUnwritten goodbyesHallmarks of despairRetired earlier before dawn Windowpane witnessReflecting silenceBirds cry their last songsTo the ears deaf to hope Hours days weeks unnoticedLetters and billsContinue reading “Neighbors”
A Message of the Ages
Priya Kali
A small boy, playing in mud puddles looks up. The clouds are coming fast and they look darker, more foreboding than before. In the distance He hears a hungry dog, full of mange, whimper it’s last breath, longing for just a morsel of food. I can’t believe it’s almost midnight, he thought. The boy isContinue reading “Priya Kali”
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 tribesBeyond the sunSacrificesContinue reading “Irina Eclipse”
Tired
Melancholy realizationsAwaken beneath blanketsOf pain, heartbreak, remorseAnd what is leftIs the tale end of a realityThat gave you comfortNever… Never existedThis whole timeLaughter of echoesHaunt youMock youYou are aloneYou were AlwaysAloneThere was NothingNo saving grace Only lies upon liesThat youYourself createdThat you were makingA differenceThatPeople ….Cared Six feet underWith machete blade lungsBreatheBreathe in the realityThatContinue reading “Tired”
Writing 101 – Msg to a Friend
Thank You for creating an opportunity to actually utilize my experience and process…. Seeing it spelled out before me is very therapeutic since everything I do is to “reactionary” this for me is a form of Shadow Work where I actually take a break from being me in the now, and self reflect! I can’tContinue reading “Writing 101 – Msg to a Friend”
Writing 101 – “policing”
When You’re a good writer, you “write” for the right reasons, that’s a given…. That is within You before you even write!That is your heart, intention and desire. (I’m not exactly sure what “wrong” reasons would be…. ) To me thinking about that would make me very self conscious… Limit me in every moment, “policing”Continue reading “Writing 101 – “policing””
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”
Exile
A voiceA callingA familiar strangerExiting the woodsEntering the lightI see my reflectionAs a ghostI haunt myselfThere was no echoOnly blinders from withinForced abstananceEyes and toungueRemoved by vicious birdThe result….Of reaching outCalling my nameIn public domainI was forcedInto… Exile.Cryptic wordsA message sentTo the HeartA message of sorrowAn explanationOf distantNon existentWords….I must remainIn the shadowsWithin the tangledContinue reading “Exile”
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”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 