Going Down? All good things come to an endStanding on the edge of the precipiceLooking down into the voidOf creative oblivionToo closeDistracted contemplationIs a dangerous ventureLose your sightLose your footingIt’s a long way for whereYou intended to beOnce you start to fallThere is no stoppingFaster Faster stillNo slowingOr coming backFrom a misstepUpon The slippery slopeContinue reading “Going Down?”
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Vampires in Transylvania
Vampires in Transylvania Hallowed cellarsMusky scentsCreaking doors Dusty alleywaysCandelabra litForbidden stareLonging for lustPure desire…….Pain in his eyesLasts foreverThe jugular veinOpen for salvationFor now 🦇🥀 Raven BLACK🖤🥀🐦⬛
The Bride of the Legionnaire
The Bride of the Legionnaire Off to the courtyardDressed in her proper formal wearHer love is her strength Love is beyond faithHer love is beyond fear His eyes touch hersAmong so many in the crowdAs the hounds and wolves gatherTo get their five pounds of flesh The Bride HIS Bride So beautiful and braveHer arrivalContinue reading “The Bride of the Legionnaire”
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”
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”
In Daylight
In Day Light I’m Dancing, and there is no sound. I dream my shadow, is you against the wall. We don’t age, we are eternal in this luminous brilliance of pain and existance. We are Vampyre.*(Video)* ❣️🦇🍷 🐈⬛🥀🌙 There are some stories that are too long and painful to put to script. We make attempts,Continue reading “In Daylight”
The Vampyre Coven
The Vampyre Coven In the darkness we thrivebeneathe the moonwe come to lifewe are born before the sunwinter’s child has just beguncemetery gates open widethe raven soars the end is nighcandles blown in the windthe vampyre coven secret sin MB932023SMIB93/93🌒🌕🌘
Come Bite the Apple
Come Bite the Apple It was just going on past Fourththirty and he was more than ready to call it a day. Reognizing and recategorizing the studies vast and ancient book collection was more than a little tedious to say the least. He grabbed his car keys and his jacket and started to make hisContinue reading “Come Bite the Apple”
Rolling
Rolling Lowriders Pachuco stylesWhite Walls Cruising for miles Ray-Ban born tanCat eyeliner In Levi jeans Police raidsRazor fadesBumper to bumperDown Whitier Blvd. This was the placeAction electricityGasoline smilesTwo lane speedways Spic chic Lolita titsThe American dream Taking us from behindWatch your ass!I carry a blade… Pigs stashing rigsBrown tar balloonsWere Never our gigOne by oneContinue reading “Rolling”
Zelda
Zelda Suffering and genius go hand in hand married to brilliance Art Deco thoughts meanderdown Champagne dreams lostamong the poets and sculptors Madness breeds and thrives within alcohol and jealous veins insane Icons of youth and success—enfants terribles of the Jazz AgeShe raged/ liquored up spinning OUT/ the archetype flapper birthing the fire flash paperContinue reading “Zelda”
Forest Song
Forest song Lost In miserable darknessRunning AwayLooking for DeathLooking for LoveYou’re fading awayYou’re fading awayStanding aloneJoining the treesJoining the treesYou are OneYou are OneYou have foundHome
Sad Song for Dracula
Sad Song for Dracula These … were lonely nightsLonely nights filled nothingnessNothingness filled his undead lifeHis undead life filled with a sunless skyLes Fleurs du Mal hung on the wallThe pained cry of of the harmon muteBrings cold tears drops from chandelierA silent reign of blood forsaken abodeThis empty hunger grows and it growsMemoirs decayingContinue reading “Sad Song for Dracula”
You are Not Broken
Follow these Steps~ 1) it is Not you Job!!!To put a Smile on everyoneYou are Not alone feeling that either! I was Just explaining that to a very Special someone JUST Today! Making others happy, is idealistically Great! But, No one refills the coffers, gives Back what you give, and I understand that is notContinue reading “You are Not Broken”
Concrete Juice Bar
Concrete Juice Bar Tammy LoveOn her knees at 1 am 42 Street givingelbow grease and jiffy wax to Jumpin Johnny’s Hot Rod Cock inside a dimly lit Buddy Booth …cigarette burned linoleum …. opentin of Moroccan hash, a slab of black bun tar Fanned out bell bottoms on fine fine Black Ass, inrollers and wavesetContinue reading “Concrete Juice Bar”
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”
Wasted Angel
Wasted Angel Wasted angelGargoyle rooftopsguardiansSee the cummingOfSinister Samdressed inshadowsarmed with switch blade Talents He can carve his Name Into anybody’s soul All aboardLast reproachHeremains aloneIn a distant Dusty seat Of the LastScheduledPassenger cartheL trainSlowly rollsaway… Three stops laterAt precisely 12:05am(the dicks would later call in) BrandishingHis knife-edgedneon IntentExposes her breast In Full form In publicContinue reading “Wasted Angel”
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”
Ouija
Ouija Heavy humidCrisp velvet stalenessCool air drops To mystic bones Talk to meContact meCome through the veilof time and death Touch meHold meCrossing lettersback and forthYes or No Fox trot danceAcross the boardThrough SpiritualistsPromises madeI call on theeHave PatienceWorth of gold Mysterious OracleCan you answer meAnubisHorus OsirusThe riddle of the SphinxReceived through My planchette heartFingerContinue reading “Ouija”
The Hierophant
The Hierophant Seated on a throne ForevermoreBetween two mighty pillars One Law / LibertyThe other Obedience / DisobedienceThe actions of contradiction The Hierophant Wears a triple crownA purple gownEmbossed with golden revelryHe holds the keys To Heaven That rest at his feet He is the Pillar OfThe Power Conventional Traditions The representation of marriage InContinue reading “The Hierophant”
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”
Queen Bessie 👑
Queen Bessie 👑 Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie 👑”
Silver Surfer
Silver Surfer The sound of Cupid echoes from afar, the impossible blue of a lover saying goodbye A young girl standsover a brink…taking a final chance to be loved.Her ribcage hollow she dies inside… a little more each moment that passes byFetal position against the wallholding onto fragile pieces ofsanity not wanting it to beContinue reading “Silver Surfer”
Red
Red This is my homeBeneath the crimson skyWading through nightmaresBathed in Holy Water of theivesMajestic forests vermillion nightsA thousand years pass before the nextblood is spiltChildren gather in ancient circlesGathering the rites and sacred hymnsScarlet drops fall from heavy rain cloudsThe wind carries the hopeless souls far off into the vast distance of remorseFrom withinContinue reading “Red”
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”
Magick Dove
Set them free What’s meant to beThe calm recitingWe clearly seeSoft, white featherThe changing weatherThe dogs are howlingBut do not enterMagicK callingHero’s fallingIn black forests Ancients knowingAll the answersSacred dancesAround the fireWe stood in trancesGoddess, alterIncense, waterShe’s the queen, The sacred daughter
The Gift #2 Starlight Woman
I never dreamedThat there could beA Lady StarlightTo fulfill my dreams Searching through the multiverseMystics Magicians and Gypsy QueensScrying mirrors casting runesThrough esoteric means I cast my lot as prophet martyrThe aeon of Aquarian ageErected a mental abbey withinWore the shroud of the coming sage Freyja smiled down upon meCrafting me the most precious ofContinue reading “The Gift #2 Starlight Woman”
Revenge
“See these eyes, so greenI can stare for a thousand yearsColder than the moonFeel my blood enragedIt’s just the fear of loosing youDon’t you know my name?Well, you’ve Ben so longAnd I’ve been putting out fireWith gasoline”D.Bowie Is revenge a hollow wordOr an act of vengeance lacedwith arsenic and viper’s venom When or how longContinue reading “Revenge”
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”
Amelia
mover makerspiritual quakermistress of the Greyof Light & Dark she is priorityGaia smiles andApproves She IS the strengthOf So manyUnknowingly she willBe the voiceof those silent Delicious MagickBeach wind capturedIn her golden StarrHalo She invokesKali to be at her sideRolling ThunderDown and UnderShe looks Up andSees you with fae eyes Now timid she growsFrom fawnContinue reading “Amelia”
Yin/Yang
The illusionThat we are wholeCompleteIndependent ofThe SourceBlind to pathSynchronicityHas lain before us Moments of creationMoments of TruthWithin moments thatare unexpectedwe recognizethe hand ofFate The mirror shattersThe Self dissolvesNever comprehendingThat we were but a halfAll along MagicKAlchemySpiritual Gold My inner lightEven brighterRecognizingYour Soul The vibrational awarenessFrom four to five DThe circle of perfectionOf this New realityContinue reading “Yin/Yang”
False Gods(Red Mirage)
Masked in silence Haunted shadows leerLanguidly waiting for aStolen moment Hanging with Baited breath from lintol Beams suspending Heirs of valiant foliage ofHellenistic proportions Gardens curtain doorways Humid breath wafting fromBeyond the entrance Specters Shadows Djinn Ascend wallsCrossing ceilings Zigzagging To and fro Back and forth High and low Succubus whispers Call to you CallingContinue reading “False Gods(Red Mirage)”
Spiritual Truths 101
“The Closest distance between two points is birth and understanding your divinity”MB93
SWTWC latest reviews:
“Anyone who has ever thought that magick might be something to dream about can find out the true meaning with the words by Matthew Bowers in his new and exciting book Something Witchy this Way comes. He uses his words like sable tipped paint brushes on a cotton canvas. His delectable dictionary of magick andContinue reading “SWTWC latest reviews:”
Amethyst Dreams
She came to meLike rolling thunderUnderneath valerian skyWe opened up a portal toA rabbit hole akashic mindWormwood splintersEmerald mistsMy tongue languid I breathe your eyes Reclaim the gameInsane refrain Ritual hunters that Bare no blameI smile out loud asthe matchstick strikesSulfur fills the air of nightSugar spoonWaxing Gibbous MoonRosetta lips I call to youThe lunarContinue reading “Amethyst Dreams”
La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains
Lost in a moment Caught up in dreams and dreams to come Silent somber MotionlessLiquid charcoal inRaven’s eyes Soft reflections ofOnce upon a timesEchoes without a trace A shadow hereSilhouette thereA rising moonbirths the night Lost at seaof tranquilityRedefine the lineNevermore Vivid memory ofa stolen kiss the eternal flameThe Arc de TriompheUpon her lips FarContinue reading “La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains”
Limitless Ghosts of Motion
She caught me unexpectedly with that particular look in her eyes. Watching, wary, knowing, expectant, transcendent, alluring, tempting, anxious, wanting, suspenseful, sexual, with come hither reality that oozed mystery pulling me forever closer to her. In less than a moment, I knew… I was to be helpless. I would be lost in whatever spell orContinue reading “Limitless Ghosts of Motion”
Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You
Poets and writers could and should pull from their past experiences to give honesty and depth to their pieces. I myself am not a poet, nor will I ever be. I am a vessel that transcribes words, phrases, occasional rhymes, in to pieces from ethereal promptings, muse, the universe, Monad?I let go of myself, andContinue reading “Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You”
Yvonne De la Vega
I don’t have any wordsI’m silent cold in shadowAngels fall phoenix riseLife is a cruel muthafuckerVoices and brilliance echoesWhen it’s good… it’s Damn GOOD!I’ve written gospels in the sandOnly to be taken away painfullyBy the salty tongue of realityGoddesses are most beautifulWhen you hear them ROAR!!!!Tiny daggers find their way Through your veins… and intoYourContinue reading “Yvonne De la Vega”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 