The Black Madonna The gifts of heaven can be hard and cruel, watching the ebony sea come, pushing and pulling too and fro. Distant fires can be seen and the repetitious chants of hunger repeat, repeat. The black silk sky flows like ink in heaven and in hell. I saw her dance in her porcelainContinue reading “The Black Madonna”
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Kris’s Miss
Kris Miss Something about junkiesNew York city sleazethe hands of clap, murder wrap, electric razor bleeds I seen you reflecting neoncigarette burns on your wristscity grime in your auburn wig, bruises on your knees Let’s celebrate the city that never sleeps24 hour opportunitycocaine flowing freely Take a BIG Bite from the Big Apple, yellow trailsContinue reading “Kris’s Miss”
Time For Change
Time For Change- I lost myselfAt the bottom of a bottleBut there I wasStaring back I recognized those eyesThat wild crazy smile, Dig? I’ve Been DownAroundFeeling the scene… That sceneIt’s Has BeenIt’s In-between The Calling Memories of ghost barsHaunting me from afarToo long agoBut I still wear them scarsI can show youI can show youIContinue reading “Time For Change”
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”
The Tomb of Los Angeles
The Tombs of Los Angeles The rain came downCold and distantKinda weird for this time of yearMy bones dew tight Swaddled in motorcycle leatherBlack turtleneck, Crowley MAGICK The air arid with a distinct freezeI felt my thoughts wondering awayAnd hereI recover Thawing marrowFinally relaxing across the ThickChez Lounge that holds meProtects me, enveloping meLike anContinue reading “The Tomb of Los Angeles”
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”
H. I. M.
Love Is The LAW A. Crowley H. I. M. Heirophant Illuminated Messiah Deep South Buried the True Mother Lodge Sand and Echoes Summon the Chosen Fewwithin her Ancient Halls The Deeds in BloodSingFrom the Edge of The Rocky Lodge The Wonderous LAWNoblest KING Embraces the Golden Chalice We are HE as HE is RisenReborn, AdornContinue reading “H. I. M.”
Old Man and the Sea
Old Man and the Sea The wafting essence of salt flooded the senses of the Old Man by the sea. He felt comfort, superiority, wise as the methadone dripped through his veins. He laughed at the children and the hardships that they would face in life, not quite understanding if he was glad it wasContinue reading “Old Man and the Sea”
The Calling / New Beat Manifesto
The MOST Important post of Poetry Month! Thisssss is Ron Whitehead ! Let us Hear and Feel him Roar! Poetry Lives !!!!!!!
Maria Par Son Nom
maria par son nom They say that Beauty is only skin deepShe rides the winds from the east her hair everlasting jubilationShe is the beauty in the deepest valleysShe is the beauty of the Highest peaked mountains She is gloriousThe ancient beauty that gave stars their names…. She is magick The birthing if a gloriousContinue reading “Maria Par Son Nom”
So Many Voices So Little Time
As So Many Voices So Little Time I agree.. It was a good write night But I can’t retire, not now, not yet. I have too many voices pulling at my seems…I hear their screams, and I must let them out… I can’t take them with me tonight, I must, I will… free them… SoContinue reading “So Many Voices So Little Time”
What is This?
What is This? What is this that slips across the hallway door at night. Ragged dirty dusty bones the kind that creep and crawl and send children into a fright. Unliving Dead trying move as silent as a door mouse. It’s shadow falls upon the walls slipping the affects of the degrause. It’s last memoryContinue reading “What is This?”
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”
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”
Romance is Not Dead
Romance is Not Dead Romance is not deadIt’s us the air that fuels these tired bonesUp here in the cemeteryIt calls upon my nameI see beauty and pain around me…..yes, I hear your nameThe wind is howling like thunderOnly wicked places to hideEven I … try to protect youFrom Mephistopheles harsh liesYou and I areContinue reading “Romance is Not Dead”
Waiting on Ghosts
https://birthingghosts.wordpress.com/2017/04/09/birthing-ghosts/ Birthing Ghosts by Luci Lane My favourite poetess / writer, she has taken me to the deepest depths of life and fulfillment. Her words are magicK, her voice both excites and comforts me. And SHE has allowed me to empower myself and see that living is love and is better shared with a twinContinue reading “Waiting on Ghosts”
Born Again
Born Again Rise up from the ashes Phoenix fireKindred spirits burnLaughing downThe buried groundSix feet underLost and FoundDream on believerDream onFeel the full weightOf the brick in your mouthProtection, detection Tied to a bell dead ringerOf the night breedStumbling along The graveyard shiftA few good pints Crimson mixed with ryeDrunken splendorHas taken a lifeAnd buriedContinue reading “Born Again”
Valentine
Happy Valentine’s Day I want you hereI want to tasteThe sweet crimsonFlow from neck And thighs My Queen the one Whisper to meYou want it all MB93LL🖤🥀
Scarlet Woman’s Ghost
93/93Jack Parson’s Scarlet Women #OTO #Thelema #Crowley #Cameron Scarlet dreams beneath venetian blinds a warm breeze comes through the bedroom window, waltzing across linen sheets. Velvet skin and limbs, tied together in knots making promises, with their eyes that forever could not deny. Nocturnal wilderness, harbors magick and butterflies, bonfires stoke the pyre of fleetingContinue reading “Scarlet Woman’s Ghost”
Shadows
Shadows Shadows swell Ebb and flowLike lunar tides Selene ridesHer chariotAcross the sky Artemis and HekateBeing OneVirgin and Magick Of the UnderworldLift the spell ofWinter’s frostAs PersephoneReturns to host MB932023 for Frankie Pearson 🌒🌕🌘(tomorrow I turn the magicK 53)🌙
Beauty and The Goat
Beauty and the Goat Bend and swoonUnderneath a Harvest moonYou are the goddess of beautyI am the ugly beast of burden I will always love you in the ways That cannot be perceived by men. I will follow you as Persephone into dark harshness if the underworld. Grab me by the horns, and do whatContinue reading “Beauty and The Goat”
Fall from Grace
Fall from Grace It seems as thoughI’m Not as strong as I thought I once had been The boy in the blue jeansThat falls from an oak treeStruggles to maintain his Breath Had climbed Higher and HigherTo dizzying heights how beautifulThe world had seemed to him Grasping at ravens with love in his eyes ThenContinue reading “Fall from Grace”
Mirror Mirror
Mirror Mirror She has a sparkle in her eyesThat twinkles and shinesSays “Pull over Boy! I got sumthin’for you” She’s got a smile that stops me deadin my tracks, makes my blood run hotand I can’t help but to surrender. A warm balmy breeze, got me to my knees, I feel her pull my hairContinue reading “Mirror Mirror”
Happy Birthday Ron
Happy Birthday 🎂My friend! Glory Glory The trumpets Play CeremonialThunder The earth shakesMountains RISEOceans flowwwwMeadows stretchfar far far Beyond the Horizon Cherubs singBring special blessingsTo the Kentucky Manof Golden words AndChildrenThe FutureGather in heart felt Circles Holding hands In a ring of tomorrows As poems fall From the skyLike the first SnowfallAnd “Bring Hope ToContinue reading “Happy Birthday Ron”
The Poster
I added this poster i made last poetry month! I included Iris Berry and Ron Whitehead!!!!!! Some fuckers stole it and put it up in there group, that I’m IN!!!!…. All that writing behind the Real poets (not Facebook “poets”) is real poetry from them! Under Iris Berry is a poem from her book TwoContinue reading “The Poster”
THE ALBATROSS
THE ALBATROSS They say that beauty lies… In the eyes of the beholderAnd yet lay in silence here Naked before you prostrate I pretend I feel Feel your heartAs I receive the hollow echoeDeep within your sordid bones Your will reverberating angst Your fear breeds wildfire woundsYour cause is less than emptyMy nausea all tooContinue reading “THE ALBATROSS”
Writing 101 – The Basic Plan
I.was about 32 when I retired from ALL creativity. Becoming more than a recluse, and solely involved with my family until 2020 Being bipolar probably, granted me with visions of grandeur, uniting the world to be a better place! Unity through community. Many voices coming together to create a singular vision, one of creativity. Harmony!Continue reading “Writing 101 – The Basic Plan”
Dust and Bones
Friday nightCrickets singing in the breezeThe world is in such a rushAnd NoOne is going anywhereBonfire Vanities weep in escrowAnd Junk smiles in my veinsLucid moments cum before NodDrifting off into oblivion Lost Boys jack off Wiping their handsOn their thighsLicking spew From the corners Of their eyes She opened up her thighsand Death smiledTheContinue reading “Dust and Bones”
The Creation of LifeLove and Light
(dedicated to Ron Whitehead ) In the primordial stages of life and thus formed. The ALL was silent, without darkness, without light. Emptiness was formed without communication and Void began to envelop creation. With intention, a life formed Light, which in turn dispelled the “darkness”, and “Void” spreading hope and jubilee to the many hopesContinue reading “The Creation of LifeLove and Light”
City of Mystery
Echoe chamber lost fuitionFalse delay people panic axietyAmong the void beyond the calmSilent words gather nevermoreEmpty trials born from mysteryShore to distant shore falls silentNeon glistening heavy nuanceAncient bards sing truth for loveAs songs of purity cast as painLegion smiles as that’s his nameThunder rips holes through dreamsThe innocent quaterd cast as martyrsSecret shadows growContinue reading “City of Mystery”
Friends of Fire
Friends of fireFriends ofgreat wastelandSister of MarianYou never cared Oh Babylon RisingI was more than wrongThe blind elementalOf the Scarlet WomanThatFor meNever Existed Through tempered fireAnd Pain forged before meI behold secrets and liesThat I was Never clever enuffTo bare or endure as NowYour purposeful silenceIs absolutely both poisonAs well as deafening The wasted RiddleContinue reading “Friends of Fire”
Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon
Here…. 93/93… ✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon …. I see through bullshit intents and the lies of the broken bird of eternal potential and this laying corpse of the dead butterfly of change that would and could not. I See Things that do not manifest within the eye within the Eye of Horus, before us,Continue reading “Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon”
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
There is No Room Upon My Altar
There is no room upon my altar for a Christ that gave away his life for useless intentions The scapegoat became the savior for the people of guilt Their final cries echo the release in hopes of being forgiven within deathbed confessionals Those born and raisedbeing spoon fed fear from birth blindly following corrupted manipulationContinue reading “There is No Room Upon My Altar”
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””
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)”
Poetic Revelations:93
Atomic Age RenaissanceColor spread across the nationsDust bin empty sepia fieldsUpon the Golden RoadTowards Emerald CityJK, NC, WSB, GC & AGSet out with the intentionsTo wake a sleeping world UpBam Bing BoomBackyard BBQ’sHeld over Nuclear War sheltersMiles below paper people feetTragic Teens in Turmoiled TimesTake Truth, Trauma in Television liesThe status quo had to goTheContinue reading “Poetic Revelations:93”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 