Pretty Thunder Poetry

Red

By

Pretty Thunder

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in heated chaos
in clearest clarity

winter’s fold
bright sparrow
split the sky

you are
the long shadow man
come close let us whisper this

passion
so keen
you possess, eye of the sky painter

silent
suave lover

red the mescal
quick as the beaded whip
invisible

your medicine is strong
it tops the rattle

we are
slave and free
our open mouths bring the smell of rain

i cannot cannot
i can
reach the clouds and touch you
ride this

in translation this gets lost
leave it

we make love in this way
and sing a song we have never sang before
then are silent with the moon

strange leaves falling
scent the night floor

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2 responses to “Red”

  1. gmc Avatar
    gmc

    WHIP QUEEN

    Gypsies make love in any wayDon’t need a needleTo feel it

    You say mescal redBut I see it blue & greenComing in wavesUnder the Arizona dream

    Oxygen is the strongest drugIt burns every leather skinJust leaving behind Some bright lizard tongueLike an orphan mystery

    Gypsies spend their timeMaking loveShuffling smart breezeInto black eyesPenetrating into the darkestJust to taste the smellOf the only climaxYou’ve ever known

    Follow the tongueIts words caress the wingsOf a satisfied desire

    The only oneCharm and feelingOver all your ancient bodiesLost in dust

    Gypsies don’t have timeThey just are loveIn a total ignoranceOf some leading pathTo nowhere out

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  2. [Prettythunder aka Jacksta] Avatar
    [Prettythunder aka Jacksta]

    Juniper drops her berries1,2,3,4,5,6, 7 they are strung to make the whip1,2,3,4,5, 6 Iktomi wears the mescal and elk teethe combined

    Red, black, white they are his colorsBold and fixating they disruptCausing sickness in the medicine wheel

    Iktomi you are very lazyIktomi you work too hard

    Grandfather the Lightening Stuck You

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