Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
NaPoWriMo Day 11: Flying Without Moving
We took the plane to Benalmádena with the kids
Determined to get to the sun
Before it got to us
Manchester to Malaga
Flying without moving
Seated in the centre
Of my home and heart
Two either side
Playing on phones
Sleeping
Eating
Gazing at clouds
Watching the sunset
Above the cumulating cumulus
I’m motionless,
Loved in the rays of the dipping star
Flying without moving.
Mabh Savage 