Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Spring Storm
Picture was taken in the middle of the night, the light is from lightning alone.
Heat and light and fight!
Spars strike at stars
Scars cut the sky
As lightning flies
And cuts and fries
The crowding clouds
Clamouring for more
Rain beats the drums
Thrums heartbeat hums
Through grass and
Stone and
Soil
Boil the heavens!
Bring sky to earth
A dearth
Of divine wrath
The aftermath
So calm,
So still
We hold our breath
Are we in the eye?
Mabh Savage 