The Nature of It

The Nature of It

A Poem by Donald Meikle

Hands dipped into heated olive oil
Emerged to rub together, dripping
They slid heels down on backbone bumps
Then returned on digging fingers
Pushing into hardened gristle
Kneading against shuddering bone
In rhythmic pulsation in synch with her breathing
The nape of her neck and the bone by her ear
Shivered needle pin waves to the tips of her toes
Under hot towels at the end of his session
She wondered aloud at the magic he used
It's all empathetic he whispered it low
Like knowing and telling a horse where to go
Or feeling the freedom of high flying falcons
And the redness of tension to go with the flow
She looked in his eyes at her rising of passion
His hands joined with hers in her needing to know
Outside the herd heard the stallion blow

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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This is quite an sensuous poem and quite a pleasure to read. I like you show this relationship through healing touches that soothe and the of course the herd hearing the stallion at the end was perfect.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I hate to say this, but this piece was so descriptive, all I could think of was a deep tissue massage. lol. Although, I know it was much deeper than that. Great piece. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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My goodness Donald, this is gorgeous! I'm not surprised, don't get me wrong. Your work always delights. But this dances right on the razor's edge. I like these two folks and right now I am pleased to quietly slip away and leave them to their own devices.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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an unusual poem by you, but I liked it! Lovely pictures! Suspenseful and suprising.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

the years steal our youth, but if the gods treat us well, we garner such a bouquet of fine experience and insight, it will tide us well across our hibernating eternity...ed

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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