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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”

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!

New Release Deluxe’

Special Thanks to Hex’m J’ai & R.M. Engelhardt of…Dead Man’s Press Ink for All of their efforts as well as patients (Hex I’m looking at You!) and making MagicK possible!93 *NEW* Deluxe Edition Publishing of Something Witchy This Way Comes. Published by Deadmanspressink This is my first book release, and has been well recieved allContinue reading “New Release Deluxe’”

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

I am the Laugh

He was thunderVoice of the godsHe was rainTears of saintsHe was TempestStorm of AlchemyHe was desert sandThe calm on the horizonHe was born wildCommuning with sagesHe attained ZenithEchoes from mountainsHe is most formidableIn the guiseOfLaughter To Ron WhiteheadbyMatthew Bowers

Shadow

Sorry, not feeling quite myselfHaunted with the flavour Of melancholy blues Suicide stripeswith razor teeth I’m lost in a personal hell No saving grace Or Escaping the true fateThat I myself have forged There are no answers Or secret keysMy shadow is filled with heavy echoesReverberating MADNESS that only I must endure I have fallenContinue reading “Shadow”

Suicide Notes& Self-Checkout Stations

From my Newest endeavour Suicide Notes & Self-Checkout Stations “As time paces from hour to hour it also is only within a moment before the next thunderous outburst covers the likes of those lost at Pompeii. Frozen beneath the heat and ash, I assume my usual position, I let my guard down, my sword sheathed,Continue reading “Suicide Notes& Self-Checkout Stations”

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”

Forgotten Goddesses(The Patriarch Repression)

Different godsSame godsHostsOf variant tribes ArtMusicSexWarControlling windsAnd ocean’s waves Caught in mysteriesLost IdentitiesIdentifyingDeity CalamityIdolatryHarrowingJourneysSearchingForHidden keysAncient religions! Chasing omnipotent shadows CreationSensationQuestioningRelationFromOriginsOfPlanet EarthToMotherGaiaThe maiden The peoplesThe prophetsThe practicesForgottenBeliefs in MagickRitualsMesopelagicDeepDeepBelowThe surface of the wavesSacrificeGoldIncenseIvoryJadeWooden polesIn Ashera’s name Priests cowerDeny the powerOf creationandSourThe namesOf the True GoddessesWith their own jealous intents VilifyDecryLamb’s bloodFrom a hanging tree MythsLegendsForgotten pastsPathsContinue reading “Forgotten Goddesses(The Patriarch Repression)”

Black Star

You came to meIn a celestial dreamClaiming to be MorpheusMuse, Hermes TrismegistusYou’re the whisper in my earThe strength behind my penYou are LegionMy friend.For We are Many…Without ego or destinationI writeBut not for meOr poetic lackey’sNarcissus capture long agoFeeding them scraps of egoThey wear like golden trophiesAbout their long slender necksI write for the sakeContinue reading “Black Star”

The Law of Man

What’s that sound??? The Gnostic prayer That’s the sound of happiness and hope going up in smoke boy. Another day spent in proverbial Helter skelter purgatory. Chains exercising the demons of your mortal coil, shaking you to the very depths of your core, in places you ain’t never let others see or be in.  TimeContinue reading “The Law of Man”

The Incredible Mr. Snips

I was as tired as the day felt long,and right now that seemed like a god damned eternity. There were plenty of goings on throughout the house, but nothing that struck my curiosity. A new tenant moved in across the way. In a small tank with water, lettuce, and a fairly good size rock, consideringContinue reading “The Incredible Mr. Snips”

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

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 lost and found Wooden Indian tearBaring the soul of the tiredWitnesses mouths sewn closedDesert wind carries hidden secrets that only children of distantContinue reading “Winter Woman”

Broadsides

Broadsides have a long and storied history as one of the first vehicles for disseminating poetry to the public. After the invention of moveable type in the 15th century, proclamations and official notices were printed on broadsides and distributed. …

Crash

New MexicoDesertArid Cool Summer Night1947 Falling star?Metallic bitsScattered likeShrapnel Farmers with kerosene lanternsSpread out searching in a line Not unlike like a police hunt To find a murdered teen The U.S. Army Air ForceReleased newspaper headlines They’d recovered a “flying disc” From Roswell ranches Ley lines Clear-cut coverups Conflicting explanations From fallen saucer To weatherContinue reading “Crash”

Writing Archetype

Ohhow I adoreBukowski! Goneare my daysof followingsuit Liquid courageLiquid inspirationLiquid armourLiquid truth I found loveIn the rhythmOf an old second handTypewriterThat costLessThan a cheapLunch I foundAVoiceAVisionASecretMeaning to life TodayI celebrateThe Calling IfYou careto join theCircle…OurCircleWe canDanceTo a privateFireAnd makeSome Noise.. ©2021

Charles

CharlesCharlesBeerBar fightsCheap hotelsNeon signsProstitutesPoliceMailmanAngryBeautifulTypewriterAngstePoetryCockroachesClassic MusicPark benchesWineRefrigeratorStageReadingsLiveUglyHorse racesBull fightsEncore

Death of a Boxer~

I was in a barJust off Hollywood Blvd. It was of course darkMusky, Humid…The way a bar ought to bePeople shoulder to shoulderSpilling drinks Stepping on toesBlowing out your eardrumFor some sissy drinkPeople are like sardinesNot because their packed together so tight you can’t thinkBut they’re dead just the same Staring at you with vacantContinue reading “Death of a Boxer~”

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”

Bitter Fruit

Bitter fruitHaunts meGrows within my bonesLikecancer I feel ashamedHurt A veritable maelstromof insane thoughts StabbingMy guts Blunt force traumaBruised Stupid Overlooking empty shadowsOfNevermore Why am I condemned to beThe martyr The fool Ignorant in belief Lost hope We were piratesVampyresDaredevilsSurvivors Kin I held an open door for you And nowIt’s just a coldFrozenHollow dream AContinue reading “Bitter Fruit”

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”

Crimson Leaf

Crimson foliageWelcoming heralding the wayA red carpet for Autumn monthsWinter chill Upon it’s heelsWood burning stove essenceFragrant throughout the airChildhood memories streaming backTime travel almost realInnocenceFrolicking in foliage moundsThe warmth of a fireMarshmallows and hot chocolateDreams of new cartoonsSchool days offPilgrims and MayflowersWithin the crimson leaves

Underneath the Stars

Beneath the gloomThe glowing moonA bitter smile upon a frownTurned around The shadows Of an emptinessShine like pale reflectionsIn sullen moments Without atonementLunar nexus to the call Stone vesselOmnipotent heirNo rhymeNo reasonTranquil sea of despair I would offer my treasureMy pearly crown of thornsA gift upon my altarA glimpse into the very depthsof the tirelessContinue reading “Underneath the Stars”

Personal Hell

SpellboundBloodhoundLivid in my veinsA mess all around meSuffocationI can’t breatheMother Superior’sGot a gunThat loaded stealsPointed directly betweenMy eyesThere ain’t no countingFrom one to tenNo time to turn backI forged the bondsOf pain and lonelinessDecades agoRegretRegretStaple gun reasonsShacklesHeavy iron chainsSuspend me to the wallA whipping boy of shameScreaming EchoesAnger and Hatred fillThe Air …Familiarity Does breedContemptThereContinue reading “Personal Hell”

Heart Shaped Pool

StankRunningLiquidToxicHOTSmokingLethalChemicalNauseaDeliriumTwistedChromeMonsterDrippingIronFlowingScarletSecretingRoadsideGlassConfettiSmashedCrashedReflectingDestroyedRuinedLacerationsPolyesterTournecateThinSinewyThreadsBarelyHoldSkullToShouldersKitchen TablePrintGownStainNoSeepingWetWithYesterdaysPossibilitiesLayneBarrenLifelessOnRoute90AfternoonSunRelentlessUnforgivingAStarSexNoMorePlatinumBlondWigMeltingScene (matthew bowers) ~93©2021

Sand

Sorry,notfeelingquitemyselfHauntedwith the flavourOf melancholy bluesSuicide stripeswith razorteeth I’m lost in a personal hell No saving grace Or Escaping the true fate That I myselfhave forged There are no answersOr secret keysMy shadow if filledwith heavy echoes Reverberating MADNESSthat only I must endure I have fallen inWith quicksandHeavy tar pits ofAncient molasses That killed beastsMuch strongerandContinue reading “Sand”

Vampyre

Silent, hunger, Vamp, vixen eyesPorcelain skin, She hypnotizedVictims of nightCool autumn airBeauty in disguiseYou better beware…..Mists of LondonStreets of TransylvaniaThe echo of footstepsWet, approaching behind youA velvetine whisper A moment of trustCaught in the throesConsumed in blood lustEmptying the vesselTo the brink of lifeless mortalityA victim no more, A transformation to RoyaltyQueen of DarknessWith anContinue reading “Vampyre”

Friday Night Live~

Spotlights shineWarm theBlindingIn your eyesFacelessCrowdsSilent TheEverymanChangedCreatedTHEScene…Busting up rules “First thoughtBest thought” InspirationRainsDownLike a DeityRolling,MuseRecoiling. ParentsHide their kidsFromCloudsOfSmoke ReeferA couple ofBenniesAmphetamineRitualsCigarettes&Beer New YorkAnd San FranciscoTaxi DriversThem craziesHave more stories WildExperiencesBecause THEY!They’ve seenAnd been through itALL LikeThe fixture in the cornerShadowedSilhouetteStoic FormNot stirringOrMurmuringBothTaking it All inAnd is ObliviousTo it All The crackingRedLeatherBarstoolSeat cover HomeTo the ravenA crowAnContinue reading “Friday Night Live~”

Factory Girl

You were wild and oh so youngI bet you think this sounds like a songBut beneath a plastic painted Maybelline smileI could feel all of your pain Took up the gunShot your self so full of holesAnything to feel numbAs you were captured on celluloid PoP Art masterpiece museAlways on displayWith a revolving door ofContinue reading “Factory Girl”

Celluloid Memoirs~

Coughing up memories of yesterday Elderberry wine perfume Telephone wire rip cordsWithered voices now silent Alone within hallowed walls Windowpane dusty eyesA vouyer weeps, sleep walkingAmong forgotten giants Gold glitter star once shownBright in the nightNew Moon smile Champagne flowed freelyLike blood in the streetsOf Rome (matthew bowers) ~93

Ouroboros Effect

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

Song of the Vampyre-

And the vampyres sangIn harmonyOf a love that was lostSo long agoNo mortal could fathomThe depth, the feelOr comprehend the painWithin their dusty bonesThe QueenHeiress of the True godsGlowed with passionThat killed any mans soulBelief in the songsThe lyrics of a bards taleAlone would bewitchTheir fragile heartsStrongElegantWiseExperiencedIn more than lifeHer eyes conjured firesThat left lesserContinue reading “Song of the Vampyre-“

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