Tag: dark poetry
“A great revolution in just one single individual will help achieve a change in the destiny of a society and, further, will enable a change in the destiny of humankind.”
― Daisaku Ikeda
By it’s very definition, a revolution is simply a desire for change.
— Jack Chaser
“Revolution”
You say you want a revolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it’s evolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don’t you know you can count me out
You say you got a real solution
Well you know
We don’t love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well you know
We’re doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell you is brother you have to wait
You say you’ll change the constitution
Well you know
We all want to change your head
You tell me it’s the institution
Well you know
You better free your mind instead
[…]
What is ‘The Revolution Award’ ?
JACK CHASER, fellow blogger & writer of The Things I See Up Here, was thinking about these ‘blogger awards’ we sometimes are honored with being chosen for. I, like him & every other blogger I know, am very grateful, and I feel very humble (and giddy!) when nominated for one. A couple of my favorites will forever adorn my sidebar. (::smiling:: Remember your first?)
To quote from his blog post directly, he writes –
“The basic concept behind the awards passed around the blogosphere is simple. It’s a chain letter. You pass it off to others who then select a chosen few to perpetuate the cycle. It is a great way to help drive traffic from the blogs you have selected back to your own blog by making it part of the “rules” that the recipients have to link back to you.”
I’d really like you to read his post, because, he explains how these awards can quickly turn from Prestigious Award to a headache of a task when you can’t award just anyone back. You must adhere to a strict set of conditions, always sticking to someone else’s rules.
Jack is the first to slam his fist down & shout “NO MORE!”
Again, I quote –
“Why can’t I give the ” Blogger I’d Like to Fuck ” award to someone who posts photos of food they have cooked that looks so good I want to lick the computer screen? Why can’t I give the “Best Moment” award to someone who posts a video of their kid falling asleep on the toilet?”
I, for one, am following suit!! Slamming my fist down, adding a foot stomp for good measure, & shouting…
“NO MORE!”
“This moment, as you read this is the birth of a revolution. We, as writers, literally shape this world we have created and a revolution begins with a single change. I want to change the way we think about each other and the way we appreciate each other.”
And, that is what he has done! He has made a brand new award! THE REVOLUTION AWARD – one to be passed like a torch to any blogger who inspires us, or touches us. One that has no rules or stipulations. No seven facts about your genitals, or eleven reasons why you write what you write or your top 69 favorite foods. The only requirement… pay it forward.
Bestow it upon a blogger who made you smile, (or laugh, or cry) today.
Present it to someone who treats their blog as they would their novel.
Pay it forward to someone you think deserves it.
The person who deserves this award from me is all those things, and more.
A master of horror, a weaver of words, a ¹BARD by modern definition.
Arthur Griswold, Art, Grizz, Pooh-Bear, man with the plan behind GRIZZ-TION.
*ARTHUR GRISWOLD – THE FIRST BARD OF THE REVOLUTION*
He used Grizz-tion as a home to some of his stories, (short and long), along with sharing some of the poetry that gravitated around his darker side. It was his coffee house to meet other writers, network, and generally ‘decompress’ his brain whenever needed.
Sadly, due to circumstances that I’m not getting into, Art stopped blogging.
Grizz-tion sits, waiting for his return. Fellow bloggers stop by and scatter the tumble-weeds, leaving with pouty lips & their heads held low.
Art still writes. He wrote a short story, a piece especially for his daughter – (I thought it had been blogged, but I cannot find it), that now graces the pages of Literary Orphans! (If his blog is a home for his work, LO is their summer cottage). As a matter of fact, Mr. Grizz is about to unveil something HUGE – but it’s a secret known only by The Keepers. We will fill you in as the project develops further.
Art, you deserve this for so many reasons. Your work is only the beginning.
You’ve inspired me in ways that I never thought possible.
You’ve been a sounding board, a cheerleader, a coach, and a teacher.
You RE-WROTE ‘Bushkill…’ – for me!!
A near & dear story which began from a spark in your mind and a beat in your heart. A story that, along with a select few others, was held close to your heart and seen by only the worthy, was changed. Changed to include my character, changed to support my story, changed to encourage me to keep writing!
You participate in any whimsical ideas I come up with, (Urban Legends), without complaint, knowing it encourages me to keep trying, to keep writing. And, you are currently participating in a compilation to make sure that Phobophobia sees the light of day.
If I listed every reason that I think you’re the bee’s knees, this post would be the length of an epic novel. I want you to understand how much I appreciate all that you do, and all that you are, because you ARE awesome.
I think that the blogosphere misses Grizz, but more importantly… I think Grizz misses Grizz-tion. That place of your own, your Man Cave on the web. Where the bullshit of life can be shed creatively. Tumblr is fun, but you need more. I believe that your ‘NOW’ is suffering, and I think you should give this another go.
If you’re not ready, or if you just say no, I won’t be mad, sad, or disappointed, Pinkey Promise. You still deserve The Revolution Award, because you’re YOU. xxoo
* (on a side note… I JUST ‘got‘ F.W.I.W.! Sorry for my occasional derpiness. AND… we’re changing the pic on your bio! ~ xxoo)
So to all of you reading this, pay it forward. Take this award as your own to bestow on anyone who inspires you. If they choose to honor you by telling everyone about you , so be it. I believe in the freedom to tell someone they are talented without having to list out the seven types of bowel movements you have had in the last month.
The Revolution Award, made by JC, is the one shown at the top of this post. I took it into my art program only to add the recipient’s name… and it came out like you see here. That is my editing, done only for this person.
The FIRST _____ OF THE REVOLUTION started in the comments section of JC’s original post. A fun conversation we had that day (which produced The First Pussy of the Revolution – CJ Riordan of Cliterary Review, The First Shadow of the Revolution…etc. ) hence [yeah, hence!] THE FIRST BARD OF THE REVOLUTION
¹Bard:
Celtic Word pertaining to individuals who are masters in the arts, music, story telling etc, as indeed the Celts were. Rabbie Burns Is a good Example of a Bard. Shakespeare on the other hand is not, as he is an English Twat who wrote boring and historically innacurate Plays.
I have been listening to the Surreal Grotesque podcast for a while now. I started because Daniel Gonzales read one of Grizz’s stories, The last man on Earth sat in a room, from their Apocolypse issue. (Listen to that episode HERE).
I really fell in love with Daniel’s reading voice, and started listening to the SG podcasts when I would lay down for the night.
I started listening even more after I submitted my very first short story to be considered for their Phobias edition, (rejected), and they started having more guest speakers on the shows. It was during Episode 15 that I heard Brittany Warren read a few of her pieces that were published in the previous issue.
Poet and weaver of words, Brittany Warren, writes some of the most beautiful dark poetry that I have ever read. Her first poetry collection, Beasts and Burdens, is available exclusively on Barnes & Noble. As soon as I heard her recite some of her work, I came directly to WordPress to find her blog BONES OF BRITTANY.
With so many excellent pieces to choose from, it is so hard to pick a favorite, but, I am going to say that Alice’s Lips and Lullabies is in my top three.
ALICE’S LIPS AND LULLABIES
Singing in the sanity ward,
where rabbits burrow beneath skin–
enriching tickle,
itching tickle–
Alice stares at the wall.
Her lips, once enriched by
the Hatter,
grow concave by crevisso–
moist yet dry contradiction.
Queens eat the crackers,
quickest route to hunger improvised
by throats and diction.
Spades capture hearts,
mimicking and licking ventricles
of Bathory blood and whispers.
Lullabies crawl in crescendos
of silk,
cream notes spoiled by the dark…
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Listen to her on the SG Podcast
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