Rain Dance

‘Rain’ is the prompt today posted at the d’Verse Poets Pub by Sarah Connor  in Poetics

Zuni rattlesnake Kachina 2

Desert Song

 The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
~Dewey Bunnell, “A Horse with No Name”

Rattlesnake shake, Rattlesnake shake,

sun’s fryin’ my brain and I need rain

Rattlesnake shake, Rattlesnake shake,

swing your tail to fill this pail.

Hey! Old viper,

you stealthy asp,

sliding across sand

close, close at hand

before you strike.

How many rings you got

to mark your years?

I ain’t afeared.

I ain’t your kind of prey

no way, jus want

your medicine

to ease a throat

too dry to sing rain songs,

too weak to dance my feet,

stomp for rain till dust

swirls up in clouds.

Help me out and I will leave

tobacco by your den,

blow golden pollen

‘long very path you wend.

Rattlesnake shake, Rattlesnake shake,

sun’s fryin’ my brain and I need rain

Rattlesnake shake, Rattlesnake shake,

swing your tail to fill this pail.

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2 Responses to Rain Dance

  1. Love the rhythm in this, and the powerful invocation. I can hear children chanting that refrain.

  2. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like the trade of tobacco for the snake’s medicine.

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