Category: writing

Merry Lúnasa

Wishing you all a wonderful first harvest weekend, whether you celebrate Lúnasa, Lammas or Yorkshire Day! All three have meaning for me, but Lúnasa is the festival I celebrate most. Click the link for a poem named for Samildánach, one of Lugh’s epithets. https://mabhsavage.com/2018/08/01/samildanach/

Super Saturday

I’ve spent a lot of time over the past 48 hours being super anxious about lockdown easing. Relaxing the lockdown restrictions is great for those businesses that need to get going again and people’s livelihoods, and more importantly people’s mental health which will be… Continue Reading “Super Saturday”

Weathering the Storm

This new book from various Moon Books authors (including me!) looks at practical, spiritual and psychological ways to support yourself and others when going through tough times- like the current crisis. Out this Friday, the 15th May, just 99p on Amazon UK and free… Continue Reading “Weathering the Storm”

Beltane Blessings

NaPoWriMo Day 22: NaPoWriMo Blues

I got behind… again I got distracted… again There was other stuff going on… again Like last year When I didn’t finish And the year before When I barely finished So why This year of all years When there is more reason than ever… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 22: NaPoWriMo Blues”

Beltane at Home

I celebrate Beltane from sunset tonight, May eve, throughout tomorrow- and even into the weekend at times. It’s a festival of fire, of creativity, of passion and of hope for the coming summer. Unable to attend festivals or gather with friends, there are still… Continue Reading “Beltane at Home”

NaPoWriMo Day Sixteen: Drunkk

I had an idea For words In the middle of the night In vino veritas Perhaps But definitely In vino no memoriae.       (For the love of cheese someone clean up my Latin! Please!)

NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen: Lark Transmogrified

Following the NaPoWriMo prompt to write a poem inspired by music. I wish I could write a poem Like Williams wrote The Lark Ascending Those trills and furls of sheer beauty Capturing the essence of song The spring morn, The warmth of the sun… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen: Lark Transmogrified”

NaPoWriMo Day Fourteen: A Pun, My Soul

Several times a day I make my husband groan Now that one’s not a euphemism, though it could be, I own… But he despairs of my wit, or my attempt at it The egg-cessive ingredients in the omelette Working it out with a pencil… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Fourteen: A Pun, My Soul”

NaPoWriMo Day Thirteen: Only in Dreams

Only in dreams do I feel The success of nostalgia The culmination of that homesickness For that place I’ve never been At least not in this life Or with this body Or maybe with this soul I don’t pretend to know How it all… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Thirteen: Only in Dreams”