Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
There are pens on my table I just can’t explain When every refrain Is tapped out on the lap top Or vigorously thumbed Into iPhone note pad apps Between bites of baps And inevitable wine Lubricating the rhyme There are pens on my table… Continue Reading “Pens on the Table”
Hi stearzeebrerorothuysmar2007. I really want to contact you however you have no option on your page for comments or messages. I’m a little upset that you have made a pdf of my book and are giving it away for free. Assuming that’s what this… Continue Reading “A Modern Celt by Mabh Savage”
…is a wonderful review of my book, A Modern Celt: Seeking the Ancestors. Laura Perry tells us in her own words what she thought of it. Thanks Laura, glad you enjoyed it!
I almost wish it were A metaphor for death; decay! Instead you’ll be surprised To hear me say That coming home to Mouldy guacamole Holy moley! Guacamole! Is actually a measure Of my happiness My pleasure Green and lumpy Like it should be Now… Continue Reading “Coming Home to Mouldy Guacamole”
If you’ve ever wondered how witchcraft is still thriving in our modern world, go and have a read of the first chapter of my new book, Celtic Witchcraft. It’s available to view for free on the Moon Books Blog.
Whilst clearing out my handbag, amidst the tobacco dust and tissues were two of my favourite necklaces, tangled beyond recognition as two separate items. I pulled at the chains gently, but was unsure where to start. ‘This is my life’, I thought, depressively. Yes,… Continue Reading “Hopelessly Tangled”
What an amazing night at Seven Arts last night. Ten poets plus our esteemed Quiet Compare herself, Sarah L Dixon. We had humour, music, dance, sorrow, love and gratitude in an atmosphere of pre-weekend anticipation shared with talented people. It was truly a smorgasbord; a… Continue Reading “Quiet Compere- Anything but quiet!”
Sweating stress from a heavy day at the office, as I walk into my garden there is that immediate relief of being enclosed by one’s hearth and home. My little boy is away at his father’s tonight, so there is an itchy emptiness, but… Continue Reading “Friday 13th, Lucky for Some”
I know I say I’m furious But all I want to know Is why! Don’t sigh And give excuses Just be true And you Just can’t go wrong My song Has always been A measure of passion One of common sense And a huge… Continue Reading “Only Angry for Now”