#poetry #poem – Page 2 – The House of Raven 🐦‍⬛

Ouroboros Effect

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

Two cool barrelsUpward ceiling boundMetallic taste of oilAnd steel, denounceDespair and pain 45 horses cumA Colt on the vergeOf release….. THUNDER and red red rainAgainst virgin wallsDown into poolsUpon the floor Where Iron fillsThe open airWith the inevitableStenchOf death Efforts are lost Wasted The lackOf quid pro quo The busiest pensNotable friendsArmed with quillsAnd WifiContinue reading “Alien Boy-“

Mysteries Unknown-

Mysteries Unknown- I’m an empty glassWith no reflectionMy shadow bareOf what remains Toxic logicVulnerable mindCollecting dustUponthis forgottenBar I think I really did itThis time Within the uniformOf a foolA screaming mimeFlailing shadow wordsAt strangersAnd curbsideapostles My guts decayBound inKnotsClenchedto hard tobreathe I’ve said to muchI’ve Opened these scarsThe hissssssss of regretEscapes into the vile airContinue reading “Mysteries Unknown-“

Spoken Flow~

Somewhere along the the lines, I forgot who I am. Not some kind of shining bird, but a piece of dirt. Ah, let’s face it, if you knew who I am, you’d be running for cover, to get the hell out of the way. Steel reinforced junk, just sitting next to the road, “That’s aContinue reading “Spoken Flow~”

Coltrane

ColtraneIt’s more thanA thangIt’sElectric bluePoetic reviewBlistering SunsetTime won’tForgetHotLiquidHeatFlowingThrough ourVeinsBenniesNights UpWeeksAt a timeLongingLovingListeningLearningNeon waltzes45sLPsEPsSpinning rhymeI improviseFrom thirstAndFromLiesDormantDeterminedDestructionDestitute willFever pitchedValariumSocial StadiumOutstrechedArmsWelcomePainAnd RainDisconnectedResidencesDrivenInsaneI FallI CallNo longerAloneColtraneInMy BrainMy ValiumSoothesMySoul (matthew bowers) ~93©20021

Lady Stardust

GlamSlamTelegram SamGlitterCongosTryranasaurus beatBlack lion’s maneGraced by Major TomSilver jumpsuitPlatform bootsShooting starCosmic dancerThe youth hypnotizedBy his animal graceDalai lama rock-‘n’-rollElectric guitar dreams criedAnother shooting star lostCaptured, frozen in timeProphets, Seers and SagesThe Angels of the sagesT-RexCar wrecksNear Gipsy laneA fortune teller of his own regardAs a child he had knownAs a child he had grownInto anContinue reading “Lady Stardust”

There is No Room Upon My Alter-

There is no room upon my alter for a Christ that gave away his life for useless intentions. The scapegoat became the savior of the people of guilt. Their final cries echo the release in hopes of being forgiven within deathbed confessionals. Those born and raised, being spoonfed fear from birth follow blindly the corruptedContinue reading “There is No Room Upon My Alter-“