Out of tens of thousands of treaties,”Mah Pea Luta” (Red Cloud)is still absolutely right about that even today. He defeated the US Army at the battle of the “Rosebud”or as the Lakota called it the “Battle where the sister saved her brother.” The Lakota would ride just within range of the soldiers rifles and ride the length of the front line as a show of bravery. The two sides were at an impasse when a young brave riding along the soldier’s line got his horse shot out beneath him, with no other cover he ducked behind his horse.The angry soldiers opened fire on the horse. A few thousand rounds later the horse was getting awfully small. The soldiers were so intent on getting the precocious youngster that they didn’t see the young man’s sister suddenly ride up and grab him and carry him to safety. This rallied the Lakota and Cheyenne to the decisive victory. Red Cloud refused to sign a treaty of peace with anyone but the Phone. President Ulysses Grant signed the treaty with Red Cloud guaranteeing that ALL land between the Powder and Big Horn rivers would be Sioux land forever. Gold was soon discovered in the Black Hills and I guess everyone remembers Custer’s Battle of the Little Big Horn
“OH, WHAT A NIGHT!” a poem for Valentine’s Day [in the series “Mr & Mrs Cuddly Poo!”] February 14, 2019 [Valentine’s Day!!]
WHAT A NIGHT! With: PEACOCKS BRIGHT! And FULL MOON DANCING! and SONGS, ALL RIGHT!
And – In the morning, my aching head, Is threatening me – inside our bed!
“YOU’D BEST GET UP, YOU CUDDLY BOY; You naughty thing! Come! Do NOT toy, With me – or I SHALL BEAT YOU GOOD! NOW! Do some stuff – as-you-know you-should! You’re-a: HORN-ED-DASTARD -ly-guy- but-I love-you, IF! You cook me some breakfast – and tell me I’m who, You’re gonna serve it – to IN BED, FOR ME; I need some comfort! Come, Slave! – and-see, How much I NEED – your cooking skills, AND-your cleaning up – my ” window sills!” AND – treating-me (always) like A QUEEN! Come on, now – you CUDDLY-POO-POO-BEAN!”
THE LIFE OF A SLAVE – IS QUITE INTENSE! But it has its “perks,” which-can-be-immense: A HAND TO HOLD – SOME LIPS TO KISS, And A LITTLE O’ THAT – and A LITTLE O’ THIS!
And, after all is said and done, You-have-your-very-own “Cuddly Puss,” who is so fun! BEAUTIFUL! DEMANDING? “I LOVE YOU! Lots!” “And-for-you – you know – I have THE HOTS!”
“MY LITTLE ANGEL!” a poem a.k.a.: “For Ever After!” a.k.a. 2: “The Sound Of Laughter Goes Like THIS: Her-Her!” Valentine’s Day: Feb. 14, 2019 (Thursday)
Well, I found-A-LITTLE-ANGEL! I found her! OVER-THERE!* She was cute and spoke so sweet! – with blue-eyes and blond-hair! She promised me THE WORLD! and-I-did just the same; SHE LOVES MY FRIENDS – AND EVERYTHING – & NO ONE WILL SHE BLAME!
BUT!-She-also has A-SISTER!!!** A LITTLE DEMON CHILD, Who-is so jealous! and-worried! and-is a whole lot wild!! Like-she – orders s-x toys (for me!!) off the web, talks “dirty” and-will-threaten, To end her life IF I’M “NOT NICE,” and now my angel’s frettin’!
Angel: “Don’t list’ to her – she is-an-evil nasty little-thing; She will bring you heartache! and-She’s-got-a-SUPERSTITIOUS-wing!”
“Well, yes, I know, my Angel Fair, But I-also-see cockle-shells – in YOUR hair, And I- KNOW THAT LIFE IS PRETTY ‘BROKE,’ And angels-and-demons are just a joke: THAT YOU TWO, LOVELY, LITTLE SPRITES, ARE JUST ONE-PERSON, WITH DARKS AND LIGHTS, And-I-love-you-both – because you’re ONE, Lovely (and) luscious ball of fun!”
“Now, DON”t love HER,” my demon said;
Then, Angel: “She’ll-get into-your-head!!!!!”
“Now, now,” I said; “you two make up – For YOU’RE-A SINGLE, LOVING, SCRUMPTUOUS CUP; Compromised of – two in-gre-di-ents: ELIXIR SWEET and-INTOXIANTS! Look! I-wrote-you-BOTH! some-po-et-ry! You BOTH inspire – my HIS- tor-ee! I WON’T TAKE EITHER-OF-YOU, WITHOUT THE OTHER: You’re! The BLACK WITCH – and – you! my-sweet, dear mother, Wrapped together, in ONE KISS! A big-ol’-NIGHTMARE – and-such LOVE-FILLED BLISS! So, I’ll-always love you, love you both, With[In]-a-schizophrenic, horrific oath!” With that! The-two -combined! and-went: “POOF!” No longer two! and here’s the proof: Each day I look – to see which one – – – will manifest, at-the-breaking sun! I-do-expect-both! and that-is-life – – – Upon-this-earth – with-a precious-wife! And “BOTH THAT MORNING EQUALLY LAY,”*** Inside our bed! Hip! Hip! Hooray! This-morn, for instance, I got a kiss – – – and-experienced – some CONJUGAL BLISS, But, yesterday! was EQUALLY grande! – – – For, my Sweetie! She-did expertly-land, A big, ol’ punch! There-upon my nose! – – – Which one was that? I DON’T suppose! Is-there-anyone-else-OUT-THERE, who-has known – – – A similar-situation, which-is full-blown: IN EVERY GAL I’VE EVER MET, But – that is life INSIDE THIS “NET,” Of intrigue! criticism! charm! and-laughter! – – – And-I’ll-love-my: HER-HER-Demon-Angel-Sweetie FOR-EVER AFTER! 🙂 – Whoa!
* – pointing to one shoulder! ** – I am pointing to the other shoulder now!! *** – See, “The Road Not Taken!” poet Robert Frost