Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: November 2012
Me time
Sometimes time alone is not what one needs. Sometimes the quiet outside, allowing the thoughts to free fall through the tumbling anarchy of one’s mind, is the enemy of action. How can you choose when there are so many options? How can you move…
Bad Dream
Niggling gnawing gnats That bite and suck On confidence and self assurance Taking away your “Doing the right thing” Gobbling up your “All for the best” Morning shrieks that crumble All defences; walls and banks And rushing through the Black and wet Is thankless …
Relax
I’ve written and sung about being motivated, keeping the nose to the grindstone, and being true to one’s goals and desires. Today however, I’m happy to not push myself. I didn’t sleep well. Simple tasks are tricky. I curdled mustard sauce and was fooled…
The Baker
Doughy warmth and rising Yeasty goodness drifting Longingly through the house Luring family back From their endeavours To the kitchen Asking what it is What’s that smell Home and love And dreams of full bellies Time taken, effort, Achievement and completion Some just starting,…
Sunrise
Orange streaking wonder like Across the boards of blue Calling unto you Twanging every string In the guitar of your soul Alto cumulus Herring backed and tickled pink Perfect little lines Framing the moon: An absurdly gorgeous half Smooth and sharply cut A wedge…
The Power of Prophecy
Throughout the Celtic legends there are references to prophecies, futures foretold and promises made by victors and losers alike. One of the most famous prophecies by the Morrigan is told at the end of Cath Maige Tuired, the great battle that Lugh wins against…
