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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Phantom Zone
Phantom Zone Spinning Spinning in Eternity Helpless Blank and Powerless I am dressed in all Black And she laughs Calling me General Zod
🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙
This is a Very exciting, truly innovative way to shop, share, and Style. Gothic aesthetic, Horror, including Vampyre & Witch lifestyle, and art, music and literature. The Undead are living Dead. Welcome to the coziest place 6 feet under and have a monster’s ball! This is the Coming of Raven Black. Underneath the Crescent MOONS🌙Continue reading “🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙”
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 !!!!!!!
To Whom It May Concern
To Whom it may concern…. Yes, I was vulnerable, trusting … Stupid. I worshipped you as you still mock me..Gaslight me…..and I’m sure “Block” meWhich will be a welcomed relief so you will not see my thriving responses….. A message To others? Beware…… This is a patten. And her “Bipolar,” Is the excuse, yet IContinue reading “To Whom It May Concern”
A Short Break Would Be Fine
A Short Break Would Be Fine This is me on So many Levels! Maybe “NOT” So short? Pulling at the thin thread of your own sanity It’s never easy, though very addictive. I am one that had too many pots boiling in the oven, So many different projects and forms of art…. Yet I NeverContinue reading “A Short Break Would Be Fine”
Love Cats and Magick
Love Cats and Magick This is you, This is me, even in your darkness, I see and feel the light. This is me. Holding you. Embracing you. I said I would never let you go. That is what a Man does. That is what Lovers do. They keep their promises and Never Never Left Go.Continue reading “Love Cats and Magick”
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”
Mourning Silence
Mourning Silence She fell from the skyBroken dreams upon her back Pulling her down to the ground Never looking back or over her shoulderShe was at peace with the thoughtburning up deep inside There was no horrorThere was no pain lingeringAll in a moment It was gone I saw her as brillianceI once saw herContinue reading “Mourning Silence”
A Single Rose
A Single Rose Melody and melancholy lies, I wear Thorns in my eyes blind to the truth. My words, my heart, bleeds mercilessly, I’d rather die than want to believe. I knock upon your scarlet door, you are thick mahogany within. Armoured, protected, lonely with a fear of being alone, there is no penetrating theContinue reading “A Single Rose”
Victims Aren’t We All
Victims Aren’t We All We died that nightBecoming gods from mortalsI trusted you, I gave my heartIt was cut from me With a switchblade knife Ouroboros tail to mouthThe Silver moon shines eternalCandles burn in the loftThat We we’re supposed to share “I love you” painted on the wallMy blood not yet driedI feel theContinue reading “Victims Aren’t We All”
The Day We Meet
The Day We Meet Is it krazeee that I wanta royal palaceA place to escape toand share my life I long to cherishSomething moreHold a shooting starIn the palm of my handUnderstanding freedomIs both letting goand desire The surrounding keepWith floral windowsof blue lavender andThe scent of Baby’s breathGathered just before winterFor sacred oils andContinue reading “The Day We Meet”
Dreams
Silent Still Here ThereA million Miles away…. She dreams of nights Knights! Proud Honourable That will lay their lives down In Her Name (for her cause) Princess Queen She is More Than blue blood Of The Royal Crown 👑 She Is Dreams Desire Sets the world On Fire 🔥 She … Is here There AContinue reading “Dreams”
✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨
You are an empty Meme.. an unused sticker of both fate and loneliness… Spinning on a Pit over fire and coal This is where you will identify you *self* as headless as a pig the you are. Heed my words… Thy WILL be done, and sadly there is no return nor redemption for your emptyContinue reading “✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨”
☠️ ETERNAL LOVE and BONES ☠️
“I where my heart on my sleeve, trusting, loving, desiring that more than special connection. The fumes rise from under my blood red stained scrubs. The overwhelming smell of toxic death fills by vacant lungs. Gasoline realization burns my eyes, I stand helpless and blind to the worldand all of it’s confusion. My body stiff,Continue reading “☠️ ETERNAL LOVE and BONES ☠️”
Ice Cream Summer
Damage controlDeicide annihilationFever pitch humidityWe live by anarchistDesign Gasoline dreamsPropane thoughtsWailing screamsEchoingBehind the scenes Bonded by blood oathsYouth oblivious to fireAnd decay We are our identitiesReflections of societyIn it’s quirksome games Insanity and madnessPrerequisites of initiation You’ve scene this all beforeThese are the rules you createdAnd carry outAmong the masses MB932022©
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
Writing 101- The Path
This was a special piece for me because it came out of a rather dark place and mindset for me. As I wrote it and followed the direction of the muse, I was able to find a semblance of hope. The answers that you may find, through the organic process, following promptings of the universeContinue reading “Writing 101- The Path”
What Would Sylvia Plath Do
Embrace your weirdness.Above all else this is your true expression. Harboring harbingers steal knives in the night that mock the very lines of your jugular. There is no balance of peace and emotional irregularity. Blue vapours pass through lace and ivory, breeding within the very marrow of your bone. If you are as I, escapeContinue reading “What Would Sylvia Plath Do”
Writing 101 Being the Vessel
To describe writing, understanding the process …for me to tamper with the promptings I receive as a vessel is ego….. I know that the universe knows better than I… The muse have been and Are eternal and I a mere 52 yrs. Who am I to second guess the prompting of the ancient ones? WhenContinue reading “Writing 101 Being the Vessel”
Asherah
Mother Goddess Of IsraelWife of YahwehFertility GoddessMother of the IsraelitesWorshiped throughout time While Israel stood As a nationIn the homesImages of Her DivinityDecorated the housesThe TemplesAnd The Shrines Hosted withinTHE Temple of SolomonHer image Carved from WoodWomen wove Hangings for HerIN HONOUR And in forest grovesShe the heiressConsort to the God most highUntil…She wasn’t MonotheisticHebrew’sOfContinue reading “Asherah”
The Calling/ the Beginning
The Calling~ Beat Poets & Angelic ScribesThe voices that murmurlike the ocean’s tideRevolution, ChangeCivil Disruption,We create beautyfrom nothing and lawless corruption Let’s gather in a circlePlay drums and singA round a beach fireSo hypnotizingSpirits come dancingSwirling, they swayThey’ve come to assist usIn this call of the New Day And he stood, staring far into theContinue reading “The Calling/ the Beginning”
The Mission
Even angels with broken wings can spread the words of love and peace …if there are ears to listen and hearts to learn*(matthew bowers)*~93
Strength of Alchemy
Version #1 (#improv101) We were children of the night.We were outcasts from the beginnings. We found ourselves gatheringinto secret circles. Protected. Undetected.We are cast as shadowsagainst foliage walls. We have been worn down to nothing… But the joke has beenplayed upon them. For in our suddentransformation, transmutation,our impurities have been excercized…. We are the vessels,theContinue reading “Strength of Alchemy”
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”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 