Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: June 2018
Greydawn
When the sun doesn’t rise Majestically over The horizon But diffuses through cloud Like milk spilling Through ink When bird song sends Rain shivering Onto sodden paths When the moon has fizzled damply And stars have sighed and left Without saying goodbye When night… Continue Reading “Greydawn”
Mabh Savage 