New drawings and a poem

I wanted to share:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lucidrose/4312388633/" title="She is Loopy by lucidRose, on Flickr"><img alt="She is Loopy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4312388633_e15a8de317.jpg" width="364"></a><br />"Tentacle Skater"<br />Original pen and ink drawing<br />by Chelsea Rose<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lucidrose/4313148358/" title="Dread Goddess by lucidRose, on Flickr"><img alt="Dread Goddess" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4313148358_fcf9b3536b.jpg" width="461"></a><br />"the Dread Goddess"<br />Original pen and ink drawing<br />by Chelsea Rose<br /><br />Both of these were drawn a few months ago. I happened to be flipping through my sketch book last night and realized i never scanned or posted these ones for some reason. I am pretty sure "the Dread Goddess" will end up my next big painting piece.<br /><br />.....and this morning i wrote this:<br /><br />Reflections I seek, holding a pen in the hallow sting of sun,<br />waiting for the assumption of truth to flow and scribe.<br />waiting for that revelation of inner creeping to speak in simple whispers<br />with all the tenacious infirmity that is needed for the dispelling of shadow and riddle.<br />With enveloping and erotic emergence the nimble stem work of my cellular forecast must collage a sense of things.<br />Even as these indefinite species of spirit haunt and flaunt as a billowing mass of mischievous proof<br />they toy and breed a sense of feathery benevolence, flirting with prescribed succulence in doses of clairsentience.<br />And these melting phantasms with eyes like flowering oracles depict a venomous antidote for the spoils of fear.<br />The cure and its incisors force the wind from the flesh till I am taken and pealed pink, fully frothing and frivolous in dreams.<br />These embryonic fabrics become the very ink, penned with infection as the loops of the collective dichotomy of truth revealed.<br />And so the substance of heaven, it drips wildly as the mind and its gestation is readily handed from glandular gate keepers to the swallowing scope of The Greatest .<br />And THEY know me, just as they shelter the humming mother of creation.<br />These eternal kernels of sprite, they laugh with weightless heroic and languish and solder anew with the ruminants of our ephemeral muscle and bone.<br />And so the master maker with magician hands enveloped in rippling forever holds a seed in each tendril,<br />barking with wild vocation the Immaterial into fires of liberation.<br />And so the frown is now held from upside down in callused consignment,<br />its foggy relevance protruding with agile sanctum, always embedding always replicating.<br />And in a single fracture, molten and quivering the tranquilly erodes down the galloping veins of this elusive majesty<br />Where we ourselves will always be strangers grown thick with the pregnant sap of chaos<br />As goading thoughtlessness is milked like honey, graduating with the sliver of the morning.<br />The lids of the guardian at the gate hold fast as these breaths reiterate an endless cycle worn thin with the supposing of definition.<br />And with the total sigh of serenity, a note of pure ritual confides in the husk of my brimming void,<br />transferring a node of intimacy that is both binding and static<br />The seat of the spirit is unity.<br /><br />-----<br /><br />Just felt like sharing.<br /><br />a lil somethin else i wanted to share: a <a href="http://www.baahar.net/?p=276">GIVE AWAY!</a> that is dedicated to sending some posative vibes and actions to Haiti. AND....you might win a super awesome hand made head/dread band. <br /><br />Have a wonderful weekend!<br />-Chelsea Rose<br /><a href="http://www.chelsearosearts.com/">ChelseaRoseArts.com</a>

New drawings and a poem

I wanted to share: "Tentacle Skater" Original pen and ink drawing by Chelsea Rose "the Dread Goddess" Original pen and i...

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