Monday, 7 May 2012

The Walk



Icy air made faces pink as they meandered across the moor
soft steep hills made wild hearts leap
bracken broke, heather sighed against the hillside floor
nature stirred inside him and
stealing her a glance
he spotted a colony of granite rocks
her movement a mystical dance
in rhythm he pushed her against the stone
she caught her breath, her eyes shone
surrendered to her father, her lover, her husband, her son
as they together again became one.

His kisses tasted of meadow rain
as he pushed inside her soul
her back chafed against the rocks 
which she didn't feel at all
in this moment, she was young
lithe and carefree
gathering up their soggy clothes
they hugged as lovers do
and wondered slowly down the hill
refreshed, atoned, renewed.






Copyright S Rigg 2012





I wrote this at the height of a passionate relationship as I contemplated how passion creates feelings of youth and vitality even when the reality is quite different. 

Step into Spring



Throw off the blankets of winter
Slip off your overcoat’s gloom
Wipe off the makeup of hope
Take down the baubles in the room


Step into Spring!

Push away pastries and cakes
Nibble on lemons instead
Stretch your legs, expanding your lungs
Let the breeze lighten your head


Feel Spring zing!


Fling open the shutters of your mind
Remove the dirty drapes
Throw away moth-chewed jumpers
And create some new space


Let in Spring!

De-clutter your heavy wardrobe
Make love to your fragrant wife
Walk barefoot on warm pavements
Re-introduce yourself to life


In the Spring!


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Friday, 3 February 2012

Synchronicity



                 Simultaneous 
actions 
signal deep
 mutual 
understanding.




Moving Earth



Volcanoes 
of 
joy
spring
into view!




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Monday, 9 January 2012

Stillness

illness in a fast-moving world


Stillness in a fast-moving world
accelerates your soul's 
flight.

Saturday, 7 January 2012

Truth from the heart


Heart broken?





Heart is broken
it will not stop
the scar remains but your heart
will not 
cease its march through wax and wain
it beats again, 
and so life is made.



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