Freya As The Stupid Blonde(Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer to Susan Smith)

In ancient time I did ride on my golden-haired pig-bear
or my golden war-chariot did cut the way short
where the predator cats that were dragging it did roar ominously
but as a blue-eyed blonde you will nowadays notice me
when I climb out of a Mercedes, BMW or Audi and my clothes do perfectly fit
and my teeth and broad smile full of confidence do glisten white,
when I walk with a golden girdle, a T-shirt two numbers too small,
are in genuine leather gladiator sandals, a mini-skirt with a waterline cut,
I am ready for action with my apparent innocence when I throw my hair back,
where big-eyed I systematically deploy my well thought through strategies,
do hold life and death in my fine hands with their shiny nails,
as my lips are ready for war, are bloody red
when in nakedness I do disarm and occupy
when men think that they do adore and love me intimately.

[Reference:"Dom blonde" (Stupid blonde)by Susan Smith.]

© Gert Strydom