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  • sixteen

    10Jun25 | 09.28 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250610.0928

    Sixteen years ago (to the day), I woke up with a monster of a hangover. Well, it was a hangover if you can have a hangover when you’re still drunk… To save my life, I couldn’t tell you how much I had to drink the night before. Probably close to 24 bottles of ale, chased down with half a quart of Jameson. I might have cleaned up the rum that was in a nearly-full fifth… Was there some tequila? I’m afraid it is all a fog.

    (more…)

    tagged:

    alcoholic, biographic BS, past lives, sobriety

    filed under:

    junk drawer, thinking
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  • daybreak sends

    10Jun25 | 07.46 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250610.0746
    green trees near body of water
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
    to quell all dreaming
    long black snake riding
    writhing at land's end

    days i tire of thinking —
    must be something more
    just around the bend

    pull over waysides
    drinking travel mug brew
    to stare at what daybreak
    sends

    tagged:

    melancholia, poetry, the dreaming

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
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  • Experiments in Stereo Pt 2

    09Jun25 | 19.11 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250609.1911
    Picture of an audio soundboard
    Photo by Anthony Roberts on Unsplash

    Good evening all. I wanted to circle back on this to give people incentive to play along with me and experiment with songwriting. While there were two Brave and Hearty Souls who joined in on my little bit of play last week, I would really like to give others an opportunity to jump in and show the world they lyrical writing chops.

    The idea was to give you a rough idea of the sound and see what you might come up with if you were the lyricist for a band without actually having heard the song. In this case, I asked folks to think like Andrew Eldritch from Sisters of Mercy, bored in some dark nightclub wishing you hadn’t used up all of your amphetamine while the night was so young. He had a some new catchy lyrics that he wanted to write, but no music to write them to. Well, maybe it was not exactly that, but you get the idea…

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    tagged:

    collaboration, experiments, full song, original music, soliciting lyrics, SoM sound

    filed under:

    listening, songlets
    22 comments on Experiments in Stereo Pt 2

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  • door in the wood

    09Jun25 | 12.59 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250609.1259
    sunlight shining through old growth woods
    Photo by Simon Wilkes on Unsplash
                  — and yes i recall
    the hill with the tree and
    the door and the key
    but i don't think it
    will turn for me
    anymore

    — so who will remember
    when the rain starts to fall
    of that door in the wood
    to let the ghost
    of me in?

    tagged:

    poetry, the dreaming

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
    9 comments on door in the wood

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  • consuming flame

    09Jun25 | 08.53 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250609.0853
    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash
    dirt under nails
    cut ragged for
    all the digging
    leaving roots
    bared to the sun

    my lifeblood
    flows these
    seeking fingers
    and i stare
    wondering
    where it has
    all been drawn

    wicker the dreams
    at the man
    caging flame
    consume all
    desires for ash

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
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  • Subdomain progress

    08Jun25 | 20.42 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250608.2042
    black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com. I know, this image has nothing much to do with this post.

    I know, yawn, blow-by-blow accounts are so dull and so very much not droll (let us not confuse the two “d” words, please), but I’m going to natter on a bit about it anyway. It would possibly be wise to skip this post unless you are somewhat interested in the process.

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    tagged:

    dull not droll, fiction, forked site, site details

    filed under:

    junk drawer
    13 comments on Subdomain progress

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  • dreams only

    08Jun25 | 19.56 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250608.1956
    Photo by Dana on Unsplash
    i suppose that sometimes
    a dream is only a dream
    but these always lean
    towards rude awakenings

    tagged:

    melancholia, poetry, the dreaming

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
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  • holiday

    08Jun25 | 13.42 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250608.1342
    Photo by Stephane Gagnon on Unsplash
    overdone & unmoored
    sent adrift & becalmed
    uncertain of standing
    or taken sitting down
    wondering what was
    done to deserve these
    days

    you're due for holiday
    they say, but where do you go
    when even going away
    makes you feel like this
    on these days

    tagged:

    melancholia, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
    14 comments on holiday

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  • her waters flow

    07Jun25 | 21.36 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250607.2136
    under burning skies
    and
    echoes in between
    wander as shuffle
    grow at weary
    aching for a fall
    to wash hands in
    her waters flow

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
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  • axis;

    07Jun25 | 17.41 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250607.1741
    Photo by Tengis Galamez on Unsplash
    we all a whorl
    turning in & out
    labyrinthine & fell
    for the internal
    shadowed twists
    allowing for hel in our
    heart bone hearts

    can you see your teeth?

    we lay down there
    at the wytching tree
    buried of her womb
    wishing we could
    embrace her dream

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry, rewilding

    filed under:

    poetry
    3 comments on axis;

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