Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: writing
NaPoWriMo Day 8: Cold Spring
Cold in Spring It’s so cold My fingers shake Autocorrect is basically Writing this poem Frigidity has stolen My literary talents Such as they were But the stars, My gods, the stars…
NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?
Do I let the cats heal me? Press their tiny beans Into my sore muscles Again and again A much needed kneading. Do I let their meowing Cacaphony Chase away the Twittering birds of brain. Do I let the earthquake rumble Of purring Ground… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?”
NaPoWriMo Day Six: Sun Happy
Sunshine splashing warm tea Hot cross buns Fresh baked bread Dishwasher steam Just ironed sheets Across my face I snuggle in it And sigh.
Superstitious Villanelle
One for sorrow, two for joy Taunts the lone magpie That bird in the hand, shy and coy. When we shy away from ladders Cover mirrors, dodge bird droppings, chanting, “One for sorrow, two for joy.” While stars can be wished upon And white… Continue Reading “Superstitious Villanelle”
NaPoWriMo Day Four: Grey Sky Mood
When the sky is grey Like fluffy grease From the bottom Of a chef’s shoe Like a smear of ash From a dead campfire Like pencil shading Abruptly halted By the snapping of lead. When the sky is grey And looms above my garden… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Four: Grey Sky Mood”
NaPoWriMo Day Three: Sacred Crossroads
Wandering, feet finding their own way Over treacherous stones Sucking mud puddles Velvet grass, chomped short By sheep. The wood, the fields, the ditches Are my pathways To walk without interference From my unruly mind. These shoes have seen a lot Fights, nights out,… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Three: Sacred Crossroads”
NaPoWriMo Day 2: Fake News
We share and we share and we share But we don’t care Where the words came from Which mouth spewed the rhetoric That currently resonates With our own bitterness Which bilious belly Heaved and hurled this ‘news’ Onto the world stage. We snap and… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 2: Fake News”
Bang
Bang… Slams the door Cracks the window Dints a smile Burns a path in the grass All the way To the incinerator Bang… Shouts an engine Pounds a horn Stamps a pedal Screams a tyre black track Bang… Ends a nightmare Stops the moment… Continue Reading “Bang”
Let’s play!
An outdoor, under cover play area so bored kids can unwind from shopping even though it’s throwing it down with rain? Well done, White Rose Centre. Good work.
Mabh Savage 