Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Blossom
Waves of pleasure
Olfactory lust
Nasal pollination
Vernal must
Musky, heady
Trance inducing
Moving, ready,
Rain drops sluicing
Founts of heaven
Sensation heavy
Petrichor bomb
Blossom so heady
The smell of spring
The scented air
The cherry, apple
Plum and pear
Hawthorn coming
Spikes and white
Jasmine joins
The throng at night
Honeysuckle
In the wings
Food for bees
Nectar for kings
My treasure, jewels
My court of fools
We lay entranced
And drool.
Mabh Savage 