Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: January 2024
February Coming…
Storm up storm up Wind flying flailing mad Angry at the sky ground sea Waves crashing o’er me Rattling bones of stones The ocean’s carcass Dragging on the coast again A car floats Slowly down South Promenade While we huddle Against the rage.
Mabh Savage 