This extravagant moorland has
a stark beauty, softened
by gentle shrouding mists.
Translucent pearl mantles
the opulence of the land.

Velvet expanse of heather
embroidered, intricate with
rich silk greens, raw silver
and spun gold grasses.

A coin-pale disk of sun
cloud-curtained, gleams –
wrestles – wins through, and
briefly ignites folded hills.
A furtive veil returns, and
the glory is again concealed.


Christine Rigden