Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: pagan
Monday: Moon Day
I’ve been thinking a lot about the different aspects of my Pagan path lately. One of the things that has been constant since I was very young is my fascination with the moon. I think it’s the fact that the power of the moon… Continue Reading “Monday: Moon Day”
Lightning Eyes
I don’t understand How people can’t tell I’m walking around With lightning eyes Your fire light struck me Ran through me Like magma I’m glowing with lava Red hot to the touch Slap a radioactive Hazard warning sign On my back And send me… Continue Reading “Lightning Eyes”
Cold Moon
January’s full moon has many traditional names, from Wolf Moon in America to Old Moon, Snow Moon, or Cold Moon in Europe. I like Cold Moon – it’s frosty right now in Yorkshire, not snowy, and January is a deep, cold month. It encourages… Continue Reading “Cold Moon”
PaganAid Auction Live!
There’s only a short time left to grab one of the amazing items in the PaganAid auction! Many items are bespoke or unique, and I’ve donated a poem that’s written just for you – go and name your price! PaganAid is a charity that… Continue Reading “PaganAid Auction Live!”
Autumn Equinox: Reflect, Relax, Rejuvenate
This equinox lead up has been a melting pot of fiery sunsets, a huge and glimmering moon for three nights, and an unhealthy dose of insomnia. Colour me not surprised to find out that many of my magical colleagues have also been kept awake… Continue Reading “Autumn Equinox: Reflect, Relax, Rejuvenate”
NaPoWriMo Day 14 – Water
Uisce I hiss like a hungry kettle My faltering Gaeilge Always practiced at the altar In honour of Her Uisce arís Not even knowing If it makes sense to say Water again Water again Red and flowing Life and dreams Surely, hardly What it… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 14 – Water”
NaPoWriMo Day 9 – Luck
Luck is a double-edged knife All last week It pointed up Lurking at the back Point threatening and insecure Making me unsure Then out it pops Right way up Point down Knife strapped firmly to the wood Some good luck, at last I think… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 9 – Luck”
NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Piety
It’s not easy, being green She laughs, and tosses hair of flame Whilst directing me to clean up Alder trees Wasteland Abandoned buddleia Whilst nudging me up the hillside Starting compost piles Feeding the birds And not just the “pretty” ones As I place… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Piety”
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… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 1 – Restless”
Mabh Savage 