I Rely on My Scream

I’m a Risk Taker:  a Cable Walker… these traits forced me to change the Theme of my Blog on New Year’s Day. WordPress offered to spike my creativity and my intuition led me to sign up for Blogging 101.

Yesterday I began following 5 New Topics and 5 New Blogs to expand my Social Community. What began as a Homework assignment soon evolved into a pleasing search for other’s perspectives on interests and values, habits and experiences I’m curious about.

'Camera Collage'
‘Camera Collage’

The outcome was fresh insight into defining my personal standards… and since this is a new start, it’s a perfect fit. I’ve now expanded my interests to include: Books, Musings & Personal, Crafts, Food, and Travel.

… and the scream ended when I received help from new friends on The Commons after I took a lunge into the air by deleting my Pages and… well it all worked out.  Now for my next rise and fall.

©2015 Nicole Rigets

 

Blue, Black & Silver Holiday Street

December 21st… Robson Street, Vancouver B.C.

A heartfelt Thank-You to all my viewers for visiting this Blog throughout 2010… you have given me great joy and I wish you Peace and Happiness throughout the Holiday Season. xo

I recently published a Fashion Blog to inform and create inspiration in my readers… see you at:  http://www.nicolerigetsonvogue.wordpress.com

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Eat & Chew Overdone Laughter

Limes & Gladiolas

Sitting by the Limes

Hockey on T.V.

Left Side (L.S.)

Dark-haired Man

in black turtleneck

Far Right (F.R.)

All shapes & colors

of glass bottles

in between L.S. & F.R.

“Domes of Glasses”

Man with dark

hair, white golf

shirt & trendy

eyeglasses at

opposite end of bar

(O.E.O.B.)

and out past O.E.O.B.

a heritage brick

BLDG 6 storeys

high with 3 trees – light green dark green yellow-green mix

Woman with

long hair

Heads thrown

back, mouths

open wide:

showing strong

white teeth

Laughter, loud,

overdone, new

relationship

excites.

Hands waving

up, back & forth

up & down very

fast, now steadied

by a glass of wine.

He manfully

eats & chews

his meal as if

he has taken

big bites of her

and is digesting

this encounter.

His hard &

punishing body

language softens

with his “kitten”

next to him &

he begins to

settle into an

interview by

learned response.

The line is the

same well

rehearsed,

mandatory prelude

to a loving interlude

Her finger waves

& points, he leans

forward, appearing

interested.

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Realtor’s Diary… Crack & Peek

“Urban Development”

Captured by Cricket, Shafik navigates his way through the concrete jungle narrowly ecaping greedy sellers, leaky buildings, and a psychotic gekko.

Moving cautiously among the listing agents he and Cricket inspect the showrooms disguised as living quarters throughout the urban core; dodging, drooling, and dominating the scene.

They stop for water at a Starbucks.  Cricket calms Shafik while eating the ‘good’ doughnut.

The search resumes.

See U Saturday @ 11 AM at the Breadgarden,

Love,

Cricket

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Paper and Wood

“Paper White”

I’m paper, I’m wood,

Others say I’m not good.

I bleed & I boil

In Millenium toil.

Sambuca’s my nitro,

I don’t have a right to,

Fame, Fortune, Gain or Reward.

My mind’s going crazy,

My future is hazy,

My Love’s pierced my heart with his sword.

50 years of days being a good little girl,

Have led me to places where others are cruel,

Welfare to West Van, I saw the way,

To escape all oppression, and brighten each day,

It worked for awhile,

then life wore me down,

and the man that I love

changed his smile

to a frown.

I’ve let my hair down,

I want to be me,

excited and wanton

and explicitly free,

Mysterious nights, Sirocco days,

Love in my heart,

my thighs, and my ways.

I’m going to control me,

I’m going to be thin,

let others in

To my world carved from life.

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Get Lippy!


What Next!

I’ve come to grips with my lips.

Last year the magazines said they were too thin.

The year before that they were too wide.

Other years the mags described them as too pouty,

too droopy, too dry, too wrinkled, too cracked,

too full, too, too, too………….. my two lips!

“Lippy” – given to back talk.  (Merriam-Webster Online)

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Savage Persuasion


"Yellow-Striped Violins"

Yellow-Striped Violin

The heart rides the strings of the bow

against the silence

Cries escape from a pleasure never known

Now a torturous ecstasy

as passion is released

as passion escapes

in all directions of the soul

Slack-faced, mind driven asunder

in the sonance of a women freshly loved

A woman taken by the powerful

longing of a male presence

clinging to the life of the strings

Joy pulsating!

Veins open

Serenity resides along inner chambers

Nerves become pathways of grace

An awakening at a window

with linens so bright

they light the room.

"... reminiscing the covers of Romance Novels and Classical L.P.'s"

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

7300 Bowls of Campbell’s Soups

I was stirring the oatmeal this morning and christened the 50+ year old stainless steel Paul Revere pot, “The Red River Pot.”  I chose this name because my Dad cooked Red River cereal for himself each morning in it.  I suppose I could have co-termed it the “Campbell’s Soup Pot” in fairness to Mum and the many hundreds of tins of Campbell’s she heated in this sturdy vessel.

If I take 365 days a year and multiply them by 20 years I have eaten 7300 bowls of Campbell’s soups.  I have not yet mentioned I was allergic to the great quantities of sodium laced into these soups.  These caused me to experience, “soup rage.”  I became unhinged after each serving but we all thought these out-rages were just part of me being Nicole and OD’ing on drama classes at school.  It was when I terminated conventional and manufactured foods from my diet that the reason for my reactions became quite clear = allergic! to chemicals, additives, and preservatives.

When I cook oatmeal I take my time licking the wooden spoon after filling our bowls with the sticky, nutty, batter-like organic cereal.  Blueberries, bananas, maple syrup, and cream:  perfect!

Listening to CHQM-FM and a country singer, a neighbor of Johnny Cash, is singing a song of tribute to him.  The singer says he loves crows; and Johnny Cash dressed like one!  This made me laugh.

When I’m up late in here filling in this book I feel like I’ve kindled my special powers.  I consider this time, “The Witching Hour:”  my witching hour.  It’s dark and raining.  I’ve turned on the heat.  A black figure reels down an inky Seawalk with a silver path from overhead lighting the walk under his feet.  An orange umbrella  appears like a gigantic flower moving in the black air.

"Moon Reflecting the Orange Umbrella"

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

ZenZing

Thanking my unconscious mind for these permissive ideas.

Eating lunch with a  friend at 3:30 p.m. in Capers Courtyard on Fourth Avenue yesterday. Two pigeons strutted around the table and between our feet.  I noticed they had black toenails at the end of their red toes and legs.  This is very dramatic and beautiful. I feel I need coral red fingernails with jet black tips:  very Zen!!  Now here I think the next Fashion Movement will be a ‘Zen’ look. I could do one:  Paper, water blue, soft jade green, moonlight, horizontal planes, 7″ x 7″ proportions, whispers.  Nothingness, lightness, being (3 stages of birth)… I like my new concept.

What else comes from my Zen?  Bowls, trees, discs, flow, chromium yellow and wine-stain red, high altitudes/attitudes, thinness, sticks, stones, smoothness, waving, layers, reduction, balance, harmony zones:  The Zen Zone; how would that look?  How would I combine the colors?

One stroke on a brass gong: a single strike against a brass gong!

Tastes like pepperment:  Peppermint Zen.

Smells like cinnamon-sea air.

Feels like mountain (Whistler) wind.

The energy of a horse’s mane in the air as it gallops, the flames of a fire (fire flame), a bird wing fanned out (against) or into the wind.

I like these images.

My “imagineered” design style is a place where Zen and Clutter Meet.

"Zen by Nature"

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets