3am Musings~24/04/09~Blondeshark

Its 3 am and I'm a little fuzzy but came for a slice of soul pie and found other vagabonds here thankfully so you will have to endure my little ditty thing that just swept over me while gazing unfocused at this pic

~Blondeshark~

Monsters Prefer Blondes 

With garnet locks I will prevail - 

With cunning Fox ... my full of grace, luckbringer. 

In, but not of ...... this world. 

An abstract existence in orange glow ... creatively foxtrotting in faith with caretrodden, supernatural, mossy paths followed. 

Halting, to sniff the air, looking keenly into eyes ... that appear ... and always longing for a warm den with multiple exits, and four or more paws entwined with mine   

I am the vixen wild 'n' free !!!

In neither Life nor Death, will they capture me?

Blondeshark~Breed: Cinderella x She-wolf

Breed: Cinderella x She-wolf

you give your love like stale crumbs with a sprinkling of white sugar, 
while I crave deep, home-sliced-impregnated with honey, 
dreams - 
maybe a managed hive, able to be Queen...just long enough to breathe - 
exhale.
Entrapt and harpooned from all directions.
A fruitless battle, and in the ultimate defeat, 
there the heart of freedom beats, 
to die, wild as the wild woods... is victory, thou not graceful - 
but with Grace - so infinite.... 
a betrayal with no equal - 
a b*tch tracking, defending, feeding, nursing, grooming - 
the scent of master...
deceived by love. 
A long, drawn out death by poisoning and spirit theft.
And she keeps coming back, knowing the reward for her loyalty will not be sweet. 
When did love become tender pain? violent sigh? 
when finally relinquished, lost, had stolen all my K9s, 
thrown into the pit to face the reaper.

For Shiloh

 

Blondeshark~16/01/09 21:56~Breed: Cinderella x She-wolf                                                                                             

Blondeshark~Without love There Is No Passion....

"Sitam - thankyou for sharing your sweet soul and your sweet soul poetry with us."

Blondeshark~11/01/09 18:55~Without love There Is No Passion....

Blondeshark~Poison

"This piece is about how a pharmaceutical company poisoned an area and the locals near the sacred Mount Taranaki with Dioxin 245T

The Flag behind is representative of Colonization with the Maori Wahine of Te Ati Awa lineage with the feather of peace in her hair adding the Parihaka connection."

[Blondeshark~9/12/08 20:32~Poison]

http://www.safe2use.com/ca-ipm/01-05-05.htm

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parihaka

Blondeshark~Death

"This one began as a wet ink exercise - there is a great white above the marlin - grandmother - mother - snake - seal - igloo - 

Mt Taranaki - Death

The Mount and Framing are really beautiful" 

[Blondeshark~9/12/08 20:30~Death]

Please note:I have had to crop Blondeshark's picture, to fit it onto the page, thus losing both the mount and the frame...sorry~SiTam

It can be seen in all it's finery over at the Social Group @ http://movieplex.org/

Blondeshark~Boudica

"I loved this depiction of Boudica and would love a print of it-

Cannot afford such luxuries so I attempted a copy of it.

It is unfinished - sheild, hands and face especially but it makes me happy

Her eyes follow you wherever you stand looking at her."

[Blondeshark~9/12/08 20:29~Boudica]

Blondeshark~Best Friend – YOUR. S. ELF

Best Friend – YOUR. S. ELF

(Lookn in the mirror - talkn to my eye shine and my black marble transformer soul)..

So my dear pal, bud, bohemian sprite...

my trusted, reflected companion...

my white hart...

my green-eyed, glittergreen mustang riding,

artful dodger...

my gravely wounded prodigy of loveology...

pipi longstockings.. zebra...

woman of heart, courage and tenderness...

the junkie-gangster-killing-desperate-dead..

with their toxic sex, false royalty and riches...

are howling, baying...

ripping at the prison gate of their greed..

and filth ... weak and empty world..

to enter the garden of your soul...

and destroy the essence of beauty..

to slay spirit...

eat flesh...

spill blood...

f*ck.

Mindforce guards with strength, compassion,

and grace.

Survival is paramount...

Freedom from exile.. isolation tactics..

Faith - of balance and change!!!!

and contradictions.....

and misty possibilities....

a witches "no-creed"...

The Great Alone is crowded compared.

No longer an embryo seed of life-desire...

Now a thirsty, peircing, humming, screaming,

peaceful, liquid rock, taproot, clinging, drilling,

floating, dreaming, seeking, knocking,

singing...

swords swinging,

scheme'n, sighing...

undefeatable...

heartspinning...

atomizing...

energizing...

fragment of..

"I"- AM..

...THAT- I -AM... 

[Blondeshark~30/11/08 08:28~Best Friend – YOUR. S. ELF]

Blondeshark~More Musings....

 

Im a Goldheart, Whiteass, Blueblood Blonde. 

Im a Good Wicked Spirit Sweet Angel Devil. 

I am a WAWALAG SISTER - I domesticate plants, name creatures, evolve languages. 

Im a Bootstrap Witch, a Natural Anarchist, Alienated Intelligensia. 

Im a Rebel against de-humanisation, a Truth-Sayer, Word-Singer. 

I am Mana Whenua in Aotearoa - Land of the Long Heart Beat, Sharktooth Island. 

I fight the mindf**kery of the Muppet Masters, I track the Recreational Homocidal, Corporate Manslaughter MoFos. 

Im a Killa Killa. 

I am an Ire-ori Baroness with eyes like emerald coals and teeth like chainsaws. 

I see through a wolfs eyelash. 

I expose the Small-Town Tactics, Trick-Traps, the Dirtydeeds done dirt cheap. 

My tounge my sword, mine eyes bullets, my soul free.


Aroha Mai Aroha Atu - Love received Love Returned.

[Blondeshark~23/11/08 01:35~More Musings....].

Blondeshark~For My Black Ass Cat...

 

Here's a poem for my black ass cat;

Raven Black

Black on Black

Silver Black

Black as the Black Hole

Perfect Black

You are my Cimmerian Stray

Dark Deviate

Pitchy Rover

High Adventurer

My Sultan

African Warrior

Coal Miner

Shaman

Endless Beauty

Sprightly Storm

Dusky Disarranged Monster

Meddling - Prying - 

Odd - Rare - Singular - Unique

Onyx Delight

[Blondeshark~10/11/08 11:30~For My Black Ass Cat...]