Green Flag Freedom to live in fear Under an industry of endless gun sales. Cowardly politicians who Keep caving to lobbyists and opportunists. Totalitarian fantasies espoused with every wheeze. Hoping and praying to a god made of money. Endless conspiracies to divert and distract. Nothing to sell but delirium and firearms. Rage explodes when your profit margins run low. Any means possible to push bullets over people. ~Christopher Ferguson
This is a poem that I wrote for a creative writing assignment a while back. We went to an art room and had to choose from various paintings to write poems about. Took some time to convert it to computer text form. Hope it’s interesting to read.
Keep coming across more poems while digging up old ones that are whimsical and creative. Have fun with this one.
Xerox The Fox Finding out that you’re not very clever Or even good at scavenging for food Xeroxes messages into your mind that luck will Evade you when running from a hunting party that Shoots in every direction while their dogs track you down.
Been digging through old works again and I’ve been finding some good gems that I’ve forgotten about. This was me experimenting with multi-part poetry.
Electric Church I The self service checkout church has levitating tithing bowls now made of solid gold. No matter how much money you put in you never get anything of value back. II I hear it’s more appealing now in design; it replaced the landfill after all. All the most charismatic garbage can be found conveniently at your local pulpit. III An indoor cafe, overpriced musical tickets, a church bookstore. Any way to suck you dry. Hypocrites penning divinity with bile in every breath. It’s a casino with no slot machines and no prizes. IV I’m going to hell apparently. Not the one of fire and brimstone though. It’s here where the choir members, the pulpits, the overused hymnals latch onto your flesh and won’t let you leave. V Jesus was not a wise person. He didn’t know the heart of man well. If he did he wouldn’t have come back. He would have stayed locked in his tomb: dead forever.
Thought I’d post another poem I came across recently that I did a while back based off of a reading prompt exercise. Hope it’s interesting for you guys.
Invisible Ink I’m painting a painting inside of a painting inside of a painting that you cannot see. Inside of that painting is a painter who’s painting a painter who’s painting that is not me. Outside of the painting is paint that is painting itself into paintings clandestine unseen. Because painters who paint with or without paint know that painters who paint are surely not me.
Hey everybody. So I thought it might be fun to do a number of posts about various books of a darker or more gothic style. The one I want to talk about today is a book called “The Envious Siblings and Other Morbid Nursery Rhymes” by Landis Blair.
I got it a number of months ago and it’s a pretty quick read due to it’s childlike style of putting emphasis on pictures more than words. The art style is very reminiscent of the crosshatched drawing style of Edward Gorey and features just as dark a tone too. I won’t go through the whole book of course (because of respect for the author and copyright reasons) but I thought it’d be cool to check out the first story of the book at least: “The Malicious Playground”.
Essentially the series of rather twisted nursery rhymes catalogues the various ways that the perpetually smiling children “play” on a playground.
It’s the kind of book you’d imagine to find in the library of “The Addams Family” or something like that. I can’t help but recall other darker literature I read as a child though like the Goosebumps books and Scary Stories to Tell in The Dark. Even the original Grimm’s Fairy Tales were rather violent compared to the Disney versions tailored for various younger generations. This book really doesn’t seem to be aimed at children but I’ve always wondered about the actual social responsibility and real effects darker literature and imagery have on kids and teenagers.
There are certain individuals who decry such subject matter and what they believe to be the negative influences on young readers, but I can’t help but recall the many famous writers in the canon of western literature whose works posses such things. I even remember when I had to read Edgar Allan Poe in middle school. “The Cask of Amontillado” is literally a story about a man trying to get his adversary drunk while leading him into the catacombs of his estate so he can brick him into a wall and leave him to die. What do you guys think about all this? What kind of darker literature did you encounter as a kid/teenager and what effect do you think it had on you?
As a final side note, if you’d like to support the author by purchasing “The Envious Siblings” please feel free to follow the link here: https://www.amazon.com/Envious-Siblings-Morbid-Nursery-Rhymes/dp/0393651622
So sometimes when I write poems, I honestly don’t take the task very seriously. I came across an old writing prompt I wrote a poem for involving Shakespearean insults. I figured I’d post it here to break up the more serious poems that I tend to usually write. I don’t know if I’ll include it or not in a future anthology but for now I hope it entertains.
Jolthead An earth-vexing jolthead divided by zero. He has a B.S. in bullshit. He counted infinity twice in a row beslubbering each day in a snake pit. He stood on the sun eating rat poison gum and then crashed through the moon with a bang. I swear he’s a dumb ass with no sense of class. He lives up the sky down the lane.
Hey everybody. It'll be a good bit before I release my next anthology, but I thought I'd post one the poems that is going to be featured in it. The next anthology will be entitled "Blue Autumn" by the way. In the mean time enjoy. Heathen The fascism of Christianity The dictatorship of greed The theocracy of atheism The anarchy of need The heathen paints a wooden cross The gentile pukes a Jewish prayer The only exit is south from heaven But who said life was ever fair? Enslaved to doubt Enslaved to fear Enslaved to weaknesses of the flesh Enslaved to lust Enslaved to guilt Enslaved to sin and eternal death Devoid of human faith Cause you will bend and you will break You will fall and you will drown The only way up is down ~Christopher Ferguson
I typically don’t do this sort of thing but given my interests as of late I wanted to write a post about a lesser known artist by the name of Yoshitoshi ABe. He is a Japanese manga/anime artist and one that struck my interest from a very young age. I don’t remember all the details but I remember walking into a comic/manga shop as a kid when I was on vacation with my extended family. While perusing the store, for the little time I had to look around, I saw a poster for an anime on the side of a bookshelf called “Serial Experiments Lain”. The picture below was roughly the exact poster I saw.
Due to lack of funds, my young age, and how hard it was during the 90s to even watch anime outside of syndicated programming blocks like “Toonami”, I of course didn’t get a chance to watch the anime until I was in my late teens. Putting the anime and my opinions on it aside though, what stuck with me the most was the artwork. Eventually I watched other anime that Yoshitioshi ABe had worked on and even got a few of his art books as well. It’s hard to pin down exactly why he’s become my favorite artist and why his style captures my interest so much. Maybe after looking at the pictures below maybe one of you can share your thoughts on it.
If you enjoy his work as well as I do I’d highly recommend checking out his Wikipedia page to sees other anime/manga he has worked on.
On a side note, “Red Winter” is still on sale on Gumroad for “pay what you want” through Wednesday of this week. Please feel free to grab a copy using this link: https://gum.co/jjgjH
Until next time I hope you guys have a good rest of the week.