He was thunderVoice of the godsHe was rainTears of saintsHe was TempestStorm of AlchemyHe was desert sandThe calm on the horizonHe was born wildCommuning with sagesHe attained ZenithEchoes from mountainsHe is most formidableIn the guiseOfLaughter To Ron WhiteheadbyMatthew Bowers
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Shadow
Sorry, not feeling quite myselfHaunted with the flavour Of melancholy blues Suicide stripeswith razor teeth I’m lost in a personal hell No saving grace Or Escaping the true fateThat I myself have forged There are no answers Or secret keysMy shadow is filled with heavy echoesReverberating MADNESS that only I must endure I have fallenContinue reading “Shadow”
Black Star
You came to meIn a celestial dreamClaiming to be MorpheusMuse, Hermes TrismegistusYou’re the whisper in my earThe strength behind my penYou are LegionMy friend.For We are Many…Without ego or destinationI writeBut not for meOr poetic lackey’sNarcissus capture long agoFeeding them scraps of egoThey wear like golden trophiesAbout their long slender necksI write for the sakeContinue reading “Black Star”
The Law of Man
What’s that sound??? The Gnostic prayer That’s the sound of happiness and hope going up in smoke boy. Another day spent in proverbial Helter skelter purgatory. Chains exercising the demons of your mortal coil, shaking you to the very depths of your core, in places you ain’t never let others see or be in. TimeContinue reading “The Law of Man”
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”
Ode to Hekate
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Winter Woman
Morning woke in full bloomTurned a key of faded gloryLet madness out typhoon smileIn bitter rhyme and rhythmic dance Embers smudge spirit callingsElectric waves docile momentsCrossing current equinox twinIn dime store shelter lost and found Wooden Indian tearBaring the soul of the tiredWitnesses mouths sewn closedDesert wind carries hidden secrets that only children of distantContinue reading “Winter Woman”
Kerouac’s signature approach
1st thought Best thought…Kerouac’s signature approach to writing. When I heard that, a virtual lightbulb went off in my head! No longer searching for the “perfect” words, rather, listen, transcribe, flow with the universe, as it whispers sweet direction and inspiration to your ears… Trust your instincts, and just let go, let the archetypes ofContinue reading “Kerouac’s signature approach”
Writing Archetype
Ohhow I adoreBukowski! Goneare my daysof followingsuit Liquid courageLiquid inspirationLiquid armourLiquid truth I found loveIn the rhythmOf an old second handTypewriterThat costLessThan a cheapLunch I foundAVoiceAVisionASecretMeaning to life TodayI celebrateThe Calling IfYou careto join theCircle…OurCircleWe canDanceTo a privateFireAnd makeSome Noise.. ©2021
Charles
CharlesCharlesBeerBar fightsCheap hotelsNeon signsProstitutesPoliceMailmanAngryBeautifulTypewriterAngstePoetryCockroachesClassic MusicPark benchesWineRefrigeratorStageReadingsLiveUglyHorse racesBull fightsEncore
Death of a Boxer~
I was in a barJust off Hollywood Blvd. It was of course darkMusky, Humid…The way a bar ought to bePeople shoulder to shoulderSpilling drinks Stepping on toesBlowing out your eardrumFor some sissy drinkPeople are like sardinesNot because their packed together so tight you can’t thinkBut they’re dead just the same Staring at you with vacantContinue reading “Death of a Boxer~”
Bitter Fruit
Bitter fruitHaunts meGrows within my bonesLikecancer I feel ashamedHurt A veritable maelstromof insane thoughts StabbingMy guts Blunt force traumaBruised Stupid Overlooking empty shadowsOfNevermore Why am I condemned to beThe martyr The fool Ignorant in belief Lost hope We were piratesVampyresDaredevilsSurvivors Kin I held an open door for you And nowIt’s just a coldFrozenHollow dream AContinue reading “Bitter Fruit”
Video for my book Something Witchy This Way Comes
Book is available NOW on #Amazon Something Witchy This Way Comes https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09J799RRB/ref=cm_sw_r_apan_glc_fabc_N02TVE9SGFYAZ37ZS2MK 138 pages, $13.93 available on Amazon
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”
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”
Pheonix in Dance
GloriousPerfectionSelf-reflectionBorn of FireWith True DirectionFrom FlamesTo AshesTo Flames againA renewalTemperedSpiritualAlchemyFriendContinueToRiseIgnite theSKYIlluminateYour truthThere’sNothingTo HideBesideThe DragonThe strengthProudNobilityReachingInsideYou’ve foundThe KeyIts always been thereNow with nurturingFrom chrysalisTo butterflyYour livingAgainPureImpuritiesRemovedThe CallingOf this vesselBrings lightInto viewRise UpHigherRise UpBrighterGo forthWhere IcarusFailedShare the wordA livingTaleReborn………… (matthew bowers) ~93© all rights reserved
Electric Word
Bed timeStory lineLiquid imagination The author, poetComes to lifeIn the mind’s eyeOf creation Character’s yellingLaughing, cryingAs the alchemist’sPractice Scrying Whispering The sirens singThe gods recievingOfferings Retelling mythsAndAncient talesPropheciesAnd parables Campfire nightmaresFull moon eclipseGhosts and goblinsFrom the abyss PagesYellowedTornAnd Worn Neon thunderThe child’s born New world keysDimensional beingsTime travelerAdventureCelestial meanings Line by lineWord upon wordForming kingdomsWhereContinue reading “Electric Word”
Sand
Sorry,notfeelingquitemyselfHauntedwith the flavourOf melancholy bluesSuicide stripeswith razorteeth I’m lost in a personal hell No saving grace Or Escaping the true fate That I myselfhave forged There are no answersOr secret keysMy shadow if filledwith heavy echoes Reverberating MADNESSthat only I must endure I have fallen inWith quicksandHeavy tar pits ofAncient molasses That killed beastsMuch strongerandContinue reading “Sand”
Truth
93 Truth I Have experienced and gone through Twin Flame reality It is first hand true knowledge that I share… you cannot change the Will of others Through MagicK Such indifference to my reality, spirituality, and works….. I am nothing but a compilation of complaints….. disappointments Horrible reception This life But I still see theContinue reading “Truth”
Hollow Buddha
How come I cannot find you if I see your faceit is emptywith invisible eyes…frowning I cannot touch youthe streets, the cityis empty hollow voice crying where Are the voicesthe unity, the fireand harmony where is the pain that bringsus togethera circle of vision thatstarts the wheels. To change or kill a worldit needs toContinue reading “Hollow Buddha”
Frantic
Panic in the back roomDangerous eyes dartback and forthCheap unspoken labourCold tile sweat poursstreaks of chaotic numbnessHeart palpitations Ring LOUDjitterbug anxiousnessFever gut punch rollWalls crash silhouette laughThrough black window drawn curtain Event horizonMonday mocking rises5am cooler snapTime clock stopMoments vibrate executionRegister rings buzzzzzBells ThunderArcane madnessFace reality of self proclaimedExileinto the streetsAngst loaded jawHeavy handedLiquid fuelContinue reading “Frantic”
Ouroboros Effect
Writer / Voice – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 Editing – Librus Monastico Sound Mix – *(matthew bowers)* ~ 93 An FnB Production2021©
My approach to writing
My approach to writing, my new fiction book or latest poetry I find that I’m definately pushing myself harder, in different directions, not unlike from within a balloon. Stretching myself, to see how far I can go before I break, experimenting with new styles, new genres, different voices, it Has to be real, you HaveContinue reading “My approach to writing”
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~”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 