Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: observation
NaPoWriMo Day 23: Travel Research
Planning to travel I love it Discovering places Google searches TripAdvisor sifting Laughing at ridiculous reviews “Too sandy” “Too foreign” You know the type Snuffing candles Complaining about the dark But beyond this The photos and awe Of folks who really dove into Trips… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 23: Travel Research”
NaPoWriMo Day 21: Don’t be a part of the problem; be the entire problem
Note: This is entirely UPG, I don’t claim to carry messages from deities or other beings! While in the hot tub Loki says, “In the chaos be the calm (or cause).”
NaPoWriMo Day 18: Fog
Fog framed journey home Why does it look like walls Cutting us off From the moor From the night From the sight Of coming home Maybe we should be grateful Maybe not.
NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bravery
We went to the butterfly park I loved it, immediately entranced With Buddhist iconography “Don’t step on the butterflies,” The receptionist said With a totally straight face. I know you don’t like flying things But you came anyway And it was too much You… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bravery”
NaPoWriMo Day 16: Heavy
Ants. They show me ants Marching across the path Suddenly a way to connect With the one that avoids me We see an evicted queen Or perhaps one starting out alone “They usually die” I’m informed Mate, don’t I know it. We watch the… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 16: Heavy”
NaPoWriMo Day 3: Moon Shock
Walking along the front
We chatter like magpies
Black and white in the evening light
Caught between sea spray and coal dust…
NaPoWriMo Day One: Hornsea Mist
The mist over the sea comes in hard White fuzz, silencing the horizon While the shoreline cracks and hammers Wave after wave of angry Turning tide. The town gathers anyway Braving the blustery spittle High-vis high octane madness: Carts and coats and concerts Singing… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day One: Hornsea Mist”
Platinum Crumbs
I shower then dry off My armpits carefully Soaking up each drop of moisture With a scratchy towel Ready for more moisture Drying and soothing Only to be rolled over With wet, smelly goo, Designed to keep my Sweat at bay Roll over my… Continue Reading “Platinum Crumbs”
Birds at Bealtaine
Bealtaine 2022 As is traditional, we started our Bealtaine celebrations last night. Bealtaine, never Beltane, to honour the very living Irish traditions (and language!) the word comes from. Yes, I’ve called it Beltane in the past. No, I shouldn’t have done. When you know… Continue Reading “Birds at Bealtaine”
Moon Day Mondays
Waxing Crescent – First Quarter Last night it seemed so bright and strong A bow of light A bower capable of Lifting the world As I glided home along motorways Lokabrenna searing my eyes By my side the whole way Orion’s companion A torch… Continue Reading “Moon Day Mondays”
Mabh Savage 