Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: prose
Ritual, right?
Like what I did there? Ritual right, ritual/rite. Hilarious. Anyway, as previously mentioned, witchcraft has been a hot topic this week, and there has been a great deal of debate over its effectiveness and also its ultimate purpose. One of the key issues that… Continue Reading “Ritual, right?”
When the wind stole my homework
What a busy week! I received the first box of my book, A Modern Celt, a few days ago and also discovered it’s now available to pre-order through Amazon and Play. Exciting! Last night saw myself, Martin Vosper and many others down at the… Continue Reading “When the wind stole my homework”
Gift of the Night
The gift of the night is the universe Opened up like a black tulip Petals uncurling in the light Of all the suns that ever were. The gift of the night is the universe Sky’s barrier broken down Eyes reach as far as they… Continue Reading “Gift of the Night”
Just past twilight
Enchanted by the night Rolling lust of cloud Sighs the moon I love you. Warm summer air Climbs into me Up inside me I don’t even need to breathe The sweet violation of my lungs By bread and fumes and flowers Night blooming ecstasy… Continue Reading “Just past twilight”
A Modern Celt
I just received this gorgeous cover design and a publication date for my first book! A Modern Celt will be available to buy from Moon Books, from the 27th of September 2013. This book explores my own relationship with my Celtic ancestry and the… Continue Reading “A Modern Celt”
Gilded Cage
This gilded cage That holds my life My hopes and dreams My fears, my goals, my end. I look outside But strain to stay Within the bars So beautiful. Each step is forged By money, work and fame I cannot see another way I… Continue Reading “Gilded Cage”
Earth
The NaPoWriMo prompt for the 22nd April was to write a poem for Earth Day. Earth: our planet, our home and our responsibility. At this time of year, I feel closer to the Earth as the colourless pages are filled in green and gold, and… Continue Reading “Earth”
¡Hola!
¡Hola! shouts my boy His face ablaze with joy This number 21 Of how to greet his mum So proud he picks things up So fast he fills his cup And laughing spills it out A dance; a cry; a shout. Hi he grins… Continue Reading “¡Hola!”
Pepper
Feeling up and down Tired but determined Skint but ambitious Loving time hand in hand With tiny happiness Slowly through the world Dappled like the sunshine Peppering the pavement Seasoning our steps Hot and tasty on the earth. The supermarket calls But for now… Continue Reading “Pepper”
Mabh Savage 