Rugby - Naturist... a poem

Jogging on
rugby pitch,
grass & mud,
rain, wind, dark,
frosty wet evening,
panoply of sensuality.

Warm summer sun, naked,
Like-minded friends,
"the Beach",
Waves lapping, crashing,
Gentle breezes, rugged wind,
Drums hum,
seagulls cry,
Beach fires crackle,
sun sets West,
Moon rise,
starlit skies,
One with the divine Mother.

Flaxen-Cub
1989