Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
NaPoWriMo Day 1 – Restless
Starting is such sweet sorrow
Picking up that pen
In a fit of restless
Energy
It feels right, twixt finger and thumb
Yet sad I am
Sad to stop the dream
The wonder
The wander
The drift around the room
Sorrowful parting from
Solitude and silence
Into activity and work
But why become a writer
If you can’t turn the dream
Into something real?
Wander no more? No, wonder on,
My mind
Be restless, all over the page
Show me what you’ve got.
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Mabh Savage 