Wednesday, May 12, 2021

GAS Featured Poet: Matthew Bowers



Gypsies~


We were gypsies

Our hearts free

Dressed in bangles

And bells on our toes

Everything was rhythmic

Silk, flowing

Golden tresses 

Azure eyes

Bohemian

No one could touch us


Patchouli oils

Nag Champa breeze

We danced in circles

Beneath thick foliage sky

Bonfire radiance

Golden glow

Skin shone like copper

And tasted of honey


We settled for the night

Though our souls

Were of fire

Inspired by muse

Creating love

Decadence

MagicK


I thought I heard you call to me

Within a subtle wind of salt

Remember me?

The poetry?

All the art

And music that we scored?


A memory grows long and thin

A shadow just before sunset

Yes…

I remember

And wear the scars 

Of freedom and love

About me as a steel cage

Beautiful

Time

Gypsy vagabond

We had everything 

And nothing to lose


They can't take love

Away from lovers

They can't take dreams

Away from the dreamers

They can't take memories

Away from their makers 


White stallion elegance

Majestic in its beauty

Tall, thick, proud

Valiant charcoal eyes

Mane, flowing like a waterfall 

Powerful

Perfectly manicured familiar

He rides upon the air

That makes dreams

Come true…



 Matthew moved to Boston MA. and Hollywood CA. to write and perform music. Not long afterwards he merged his lyrics and poetry into a more focused pastime. 
In 2020 he started his concept The Calling which incorporates YouTube, podcast, group, Facebook page, as well as website. 

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