Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
The Moon
A card is pulled
A sphere
Leaning to the side
Of mercy.
Our animal self
Howls at it
Barks at it
Gnashes shark teeth
But we can’t control
The master of tides
We fear the path
Between the two towers
Yet walk it we must
Step by step
Gasp by sigh
Kind and just
Smiling
Into the unknown.
Mabh Savage 