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Going Down?

Going Down? All good things come to an endStanding on the edge of the precipiceLooking down into the voidOf creative oblivionToo closeDistracted contemplationIs a dangerous ventureLose your sightLose your footingIt’s a long way for whereYou intended to beOnce you start to fallThere is no stoppingFaster Faster stillNo slowingOr coming backFrom a misstepUpon The slippery slopeContinue reading “Going Down?”

Music In The Wind

Music In The Wind Smooth tremoloJazz Kool riffsHold you tightRunning up And Down your Spine Electric BoogieGuitar HoundsSaxophone nuanceSmokey essenceRaphsody in heart breakStrung out HARD Deep on the Third floor Miracles happenRIGHT Before Our EyesHuman Touch becomes youSoothing and alluringPenetrating ocular realizationsBreathing HARD Exciting All there Is Blue Notes Fly in orbitAround and Around OnesContinue reading “Music In The Wind”

The Gothic Music Dance Experiment 💀🖤💀

A Song written for my generous friend Rogelio Espinosa 🤟🏻#electronica #fypシ #ravenblack #teenageclothes #vampyre #dance

🌙 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 🌙”

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”

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”

Raven BLACK🖤🥀

Sad Song for Dracula

Sad Song for Dracula These … were lonely nightsLonely nights filled nothingnessNothingness filled his undead lifeHis undead life filled with a sunless skyLes Fleurs du Mal hung on the wallThe pained cry of of the harmon muteBrings cold tears drops from chandelierA silent reign of blood forsaken abodeThis empty hunger grows and it growsMemoirs decayingContinue reading “Sad Song for Dracula”

2 B Royal Sexy

Electric SexyPurple ReignDeep knowingCosmic AwarenessBrilliance Radiating fromA Violet star Noble PassionWeakens kneesBreaking rocks With waves of Lust and DesireDancing NobilityChaos circles Leaps and boundsComplete and Total controlOver everyMuscle And NuanceThrough musicRoyaltyBorn of the crownMaster of motionMelody emotionIn the glass reflectionOf a television screenI have realized my dream MB93

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”

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”

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”

Broken Street Lights, Spilt Beer & Other Love Songs

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”

Letter to a Princess

I hope that these words find you well. You made me long for a time in New York that I would truly Never know but sounded absolutely delicious! I have been, but only for a few days… Becoming one with the electric city, as pirates, dressed in bagels baubles and bells as one waitress exclaimed.Continue reading “Letter to a Princess”

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”

~Amy Winehouse~

English, smokey, jazz house bluesIn youth so Innocent so much to loseSo raw and talented pop star dreamsBefore the demons rose, and took her beingHave you seen her in her ballerina shoesCovered with blood track mark abuseA soul, her soul, taken awayHeroin, Liqueur til she couldn’t playHer love, brought addiction, then disappearedLeaving her helpless, anContinue reading “~Amy Winehouse~”

Christmas Dream

Ahhh!!!!Here is a lil’ Christmas gift to you All from Librus Monastico & I!!! 🎁🎄🎵🎥✨ I hope you enjoy!!!!!!We Had A Blast putting it together!MERRY CHRISSSSTMAS!!!!!! 🌛🌝🌜93

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

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”

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”

Misery

By The Jetset Vagabonds Lyrics: (First verse) Found my self in a distant landI’m a shadow where I roamI’m the calm before a Holy warBellum sacrum zone I caught a glimpse of neon hopeI’m A reflection in your eyeThe falling down off Jacob’s ladderInto a chariot of fire ………………………. (Pre-Chorus) Throw your self around meBreatheContinue reading “Misery”

The Voice of Sand and Glue

1958Elston GunnWhat have you doneI hear you murmurBut nothing’s coming throughThe Golden ChordsI’m sure I might have appreciatedI like ElvisLittle RichardThe KingsAnd QueensOf Rock-n-RollBold, Raw, Electric SexyWrithing pelvis banned from TVEye liner, purple suitsLong before a PrinceFormed a new generationRebellious youthCollective releaseOf surging endorphinsScreaming, ShriekingOut of controlSneaking back stageInto hotel roomsAnd limousines1962Porous gravelLittered the streetsCoffeeContinue reading “The Voice of Sand and Glue”

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

Writing Poetry 101

I did a collaboration with Nico Tolen in my book Something Witchy This Way Comes and not only was it fun & Great but It even made it into one of my audio trilogy tracts! I am in a place of “pushing” out of set elements… I don’t want to use the term “comfort zones”Continue reading “Writing Poetry 101”

Ouroboros Effect

Writer / Voice – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 Editing – Librus Monastico Sound Mix – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 An FnB Production2021©

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 the Atomic ageBirds swell like waves in the evening skyLighting fires of brilliance, in the skullsContinue reading “Voices of Freedom ’21”

The Golden Age of Dreams~

AmericanaPop RocksUrban legendsChildhood stopsNo, Mikey ain’t deadHe just knewWhen to blow this popsicle stand!We wereAll revvvved  UpNowhere to go!Teenage gasOn the RoadNo pink cadillacsOr Mansions in Beverly HillsThe pharmacist on the cornerSelling knock off pillsNo one had prepared meFor what was coming Next!Sink or swimWithout a netSanity what’s Sanity?It’s a game of Russian RouletteI spentContinue reading “The Golden Age of Dreams~”

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