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Tag Archives: Poems
Samhain 101
Celtic rootsPersephone’s taleThe return to DemeterHekate assumes the roleOf watcher of the underworld Bonfire dancePagan circlesWelcoming the harvestAs dark winter approaches The line between death and lifeBlurred, brokenCommunicate with the deadNecromancy altersCelebrationsAncestorsOfferingsPhotographsBreadWineMagnolias Sun wheelsBlazeCattleSacrifice Three daysThree nightsCelebrationOrDeath Celtic men and womenPeople of the villageDress as animalsand monstersProtection from abductionBy fairies and fae To twilightDomains (matthewContinue reading “Samhain 101”
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
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~”
The Coven
Almost exactly on it’s one year anniversary, my page The Coven has officially reached a clean 1000 likes. I had started the page to explore MagicK, build up a community, and even created a group by the same name. Then with other things coming up, projects, life, etc. I had stopped posting on the pageContinue reading “The Coven”
Something Witchy This Way Comes
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Something Witchy This Way Comes My first book Something With by This Way Comes is on it’s way… This is Me as Aleister Crowley … Just a bit of fun…
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©
Circle Dance-
Reunite the living and the deadBring peace, prosperity, and unityBring us to the circle of ancient timesEvoking wisdom, in natural realmsWe dance to our own calendar every thousand yearsThe child’s tears in strange blue eyesClouds run like railroadsAlong the soft cobalt skyThe water, plants, blankets poisonedIn our hand we hold their bookFor some beads andContinue reading “Circle Dance-“
My Short Stint as a Writer~
I had tbe absolutely incredible opportunity to write for GAS: Poetry Art & Music. I had the good fortune to conduct a couple of interviews, create my own segment “The Vault”, and get features with a piece of writing as well as poster for the journal as featured poet of the month. Thank you forContinue reading “My Short Stint as a Writer~”
LuLu~
She could wear the smile of a child you see. She could wear anything at all. She’d sparkle like a street lamp at night, as a warm rain washed the grime from the dirty Hollywood streets. She was something more, and the world would one day play catch up, and realize it. She was theContinue reading “LuLu~”
End of Days-(why?)
Afghanistan isA firery pitOf frightened soulsLeaving weapons giftedFor their protectionOnly to be usedAgainst themselves Never taking initiativeOf training and moneyImproved living conditions Collapsing immediatelyWith no retaliationNot using Afghan air forceTo maintain controlOver individual freedoms Giving upConcedingNo retaliationRunningLike mad chickensDecapitated martyrsDropping from aeroplanesRun over by 15 ft wheels Like their countryBad choicesLack of willWhere did thereContinue reading “End of Days-(why?)”
Thank Ya Maam’
On a hard boiled Saturday nightI felt the edge of restlessness. Drawn to the neon Frolic Room sign, the locals called shotgun for the stools with the best vantage points along Loyd’s bar. Easy access, that’s what it was about. Couples in booths lined the walls, taking advantage of the shadows that hung like curtainsContinue reading “Thank Ya Maam’”
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”
Moon Prize Reverberation (6)-
Solar nut silkPlant Holy SingleLost Confetti WeighsAbandon Circus PuddingTentacle Reign CumulousMasks Porceline Tub Elevated HighnessCobalt Amber NightFound Muddied OctoberCornucopia Floods DeniedRings Fall HeraldingLawnmower Kisses Gary Busey RhythmMars Virginia SkySink Scars Parked CarsBandaid Method TrotsExcavating Moral JupiterPizza Clouds Form Radio Empathy ClownsDesert Books GiraffeStrawberry Legions SpongeTelevision BonfireOcean Pudding EnvelopeWicker Chain Throat Mirror Grain AsphaltVictorian Horses RenewedLakesContinue reading “Moon Prize Reverberation (6)-“
Love Fast Die Young (and Leave a Good Looking Corpse)- #1
IndianaHomespun DreamsGreener pasturesWhite Lightening fieldsCity lightsCity lifeNuclear explorationAtomic Bomb extremesDoor mouse silent whispersKool air heights in wakeRather starve for artThan die in vainThe poets maskBrilliantBoys and GirlsGirls and BoysKrazeee mixersHopped up on benniesThis Brilliant Single EyeFills my soul whileCasting shadowsThrough velvet curtainsAlong echoing floorsWith great WingsTo the left and to the rightThe house filledThe smellContinue reading “Love Fast Die Young (and Leave a Good Looking Corpse)- #1”
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~”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 