#NativeAmericans – The House of Raven 🐦‍⬛

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?”

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”

(ASSimilation)

*(ASSimilation)* Below is a A poem by D.U.M. Here is D.U.M. in his own words D.U.M. is a poet, writer & author who’s work over the last 30 or so years has been published in such journals as BBQ Sandwich, EATING Crow, CRusty Fuck & many others. He currently lives & writes in Upstate HELLContinue reading “*(ASSimilation)*”

Freedom

And we dance, with freedom in our hair, centuries of exile manifest strength within these bones. We are one, this our sisters coven, born of blood and the pain of intolerance. We are might, we are Strength, we are the circle of The Cone of Power. We are women frolicking in the joy of ourselves,Continue reading “Freedom”

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”

Prophecy

Too many Kings Following swingRum diary orgies inThe City of Sin Blasphemous heat wavesScorch the tired earthWhere hunters andGatherers met in Sacred circlesCallingUnifyingWith the Needs ofThe Land Centuries old evocationsCeremonial birth rites Performed by the fewRemaining ancestorsOf the ancient tribe Tudinu Heal ReclaimRenewEmpowerUnci Maka Shaman smokeEcho chantingsCircles drawn With feathers and Ash Fire, crossingDimensional divinationUponContinue reading “Prophecy”