Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 21: Angry
Don’t be late Tie your shoes Shut the gate Please don’t lose Keys again It’s the end Help your mum Help your friend Shut your mouth Now speak up Louder please Fill your cup Homework done? Pens in pot Eat that dinner While it’s… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 21: Angry”
NaPoWriMo Day 20: A Fresh Look
I never realised How other people see you So kind So warm So thoughtful I need to slip Behind their eyes And look at you Afresh.
NaPoWriMo Day 18: No Real Use
No real use for these He sighs And plucks the flower Now endangered But because his land Is full of them He won’t believe It’s true A weed to him Plant based vermin Taking over Invasive He is unwilling to see He is lucky… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 18: No Real Use”
NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bean Bags?
Is it a bag of beans? Who decided that Tiny polystyrene beads Were actually beans? Are they named for dried beans? Fresh beans? Baked beans? I don’t understand. And why is it a bag? It’s a seat. A pouffe. A tuffet, perhaps. A stool,… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bean Bags?”
NaPoWriMo Day 16: Hamsters
(Prompt from eight-year-Old Nathan) They’re funny, they’re furry They look so sweet But once they see fingers It’s time to eat Hamsters are cute Hamsters are small They adore that wheel And the weird rolling ball But their little black eyes Are watching you… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 16: Hamsters”
NaPoWriMo Day 15: Old Creaker
Creaking like a ship at sea Sails rattling and flapping Snapping in a stiff Ocean breeze Salt in the wounds Groaning, moaning, Straining to rise Rise above the decks Like a looming wave; I only trickle gently Towards the final shore.
NaPoWriMo Day 14: Short Straw
Who could take a piece of straw And build a house A home A hearth Of heart and bone Then live alone No love No joy; No distractions. This straw was not the short one.
NaPoWriMo Day 13: Easter
Easter starts with a corpse I wrote I didn’t mean to be Disrespectful But the man dies In a terrible way It seems so sad So depressing A man who wanted Kindness Respect Compassion And yet received none Or very little Did we have… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 13: Easter”
NaPoWriMo Day 12: Baby Cuddles
Soft cuddle Sleepy baby Nuzzling into my shoulder A vast improvement On the head butts of earlier The pinch punch grab Of curiosity Without limits I wouldn’t change it Each bruise a medal From my 17 month old But this nuzzling Snuffling Shuffling cuddle… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 12: Baby Cuddles”
Mabh Savage 