Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
NaPoWriMo Day 15: Old Creaker
Creaking like a ship at sea
Sails rattling and flapping
Snapping in a stiff
Ocean breeze
Salt in the wounds
Groaning, moaning,
Straining to rise
Rise above the decks
Like a looming wave;
I only trickle gently
Towards the final shore.
NaPoWriMo Day 14: Short Straw
Who could take a piece of straw
And build a house
A home
A hearth
Of heart and bone
Then live alone
No love
No joy;
No distractions.
This straw was not the short one.
NaPoWriMo Day 13: Easter
Easter starts with a corpse
I wrote
I didn’t mean to be
Disrespectful
But the man dies
In a terrible way
It seems so sad
So depressing
A man who wanted
Kindness
Respect
Compassion
And yet received none
Or very little
Did we have to say he was the
Son of God?
Can’t we accept that humans
Are capable of this?
NaPoWriMo Day 12: Baby Cuddles
Soft cuddle
Sleepy baby
Nuzzling into my shoulder
A vast improvement
On the head butts of earlier
The pinch punch grab
Of curiosity
Without limits
I wouldn’t change it
Each bruise a medal
From my 17 month old
But this nuzzling
Snuffling
Shuffling cuddle
This is my real reward.
The Day We Forgot What Colour Bin To Put Out
We didn’t know which bin it was
Not green nor brown nor black
The neighbours had not put theirs out
We were totally off track
We waited til the bin men came
Then watched which one they dragged
We raced the truck and gave a shout
“Please wait!” While keys were grabbed
But kindly bin men took our bin
From inside our small lawn
I’ve never seen this done before
A truly special morn.
NaPoWriMo Day 10: Books Haiku
Sometimes I panic:
Just so many books to read
And not enough time.
NaPoWriMo Day 9: Ex-Smoker
I don’t really smoke
An occasional toke
A nicotine sigh
That’s all.
