The Great Tiki -----and Red River (pineappleman poems)
The Great Tiki (A Pineappleman poem)
He wears it around his neck
At all times
Laying against his chest
Inches above his heart
Nobody knows where it comes from?
What its significance is?
If asked he will simply look down
And stroke it with his fingers.
A simple necklace
A cheap plastic cord around his neck
Digging into his tanned flesh
A Tiki dangling from the end
The Great Tiki they call it
The Great Tiki
Carved out of some mysterious white stone
With eyes red like rubies
Forever staring out
Keeping watch
A Protector of sorts?
Native legends say that it makes him invincible
That he draws strength from it
That it gives him power.
But those are all just tales???
Right??
Its secret will remain a mystery for now
Until the time is right
There is a story behind it..
Behind why he wears it
Where it comes from
Until then the Great Tiki stares down upon his enemies
As they lay before him covered in Blood
BAC 05/20/2009
Red River
Translated from Legend (attributed to the Pineappleman’s exploits in Cham Laman valley as transcribed by Cire Darb)
The River ran red
The color of blood.
Bodies lay on the banks of the river
Strewn about the jagged rocks
Life’s Fluid flowing from them
Like little tributaries
Flowing into the river
Deepening the rivers hue.
So much blood
So much chaos
As far as the eye could see
As the water and blood mixed the river slowed
The river oozed slowing between the rocks
Standing in the Distance
On a ledge
Overlooking the scene
He stood
Surveying the violence
With his Pistol smoking in his hand
05/20/2009 BAC
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