Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
The PF Online Garden!
Come and join us today for videos, games, music and more! All from the comfort and safety of your own home.
Plus there will be something new in this event every day until the summer solstice!
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
To be stressed
To be less creative
To excuse the barren salt plains
Of my beating brain
Do I feel so shit about
Being behind…
Again.
Discrimination Against Pagans
Religious discrimination is not something anyone should have to tolerate. Please take a moment to lodge a complaint about this disgusting display of intolerance and ignorance from gutter tag, The Sun. Unsurprising behaviour from them, but it will NOT be tolerated.
NaPoWriMo Day 20: Stallion Moon
My nine year old wrote
Of the pale moon gracefully
Riding stallion clouds.
I begged him for it
That magical phrase, just to
Say how proud I am.
NaPoWriMo Day 19: ASMR
I decided to write about things I love
Things that move me
Change me
Settle me
Heartily aware
Of the potential narcissism
Of ME ME ME
But here we go…
ASMR
Sits in my heart
A triumph of tingles
From my scalp to my toes
I get the whole range
The tickly head
The shivers down the neck
The goose-bumps across the back
There’s no knack
You either feel it
Or you don’t
And it makes me so happy
That I do
So thank you JoJo
Maria
Gibi
Madi
Thank you for treading Softly in Galoshes
Or keeping the Rift Ephemeral
Thank you for Red’s Whispers
Woodland walks
Lakeside talks
Antique shops
Ticking tapping clocks
And catalogues
And brushes for canvases and faces
And all those different, fascinating places
Thank you for my sleepy feels
Thank you, Goodnight Moon.
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 ways to celebrate and enjoy the season from home, as detailed in the Bad Witch’s Blog’s recent post.
How will you be celebrating this year?
NaPoWriMo Day 18: Glass
Is it animal, vegetable, or mineral?
We’re playing twenty questions
And the boy can’t quite figure out
If glass is one of the three
Or none
One or none
Or some of all
It’s mineral
I say, without thinking
But then I do think
I think of the sea, the beach
The tiny creatures bashed to oblivion
By wild waves
Flecks of kelp and bladderwrack
Preserved forever
And I realise his confusion
Has way more merit
Than my certainty.
NaPoWriMo Day 17: Black Eyes
Crawling out of swamps
Dripping metaphors
Like similes
That sear the skin
Scream off
Siren wails and
Black eyes pierce
The bard’s heart
A bobbing larynx
Gulping at tightness
In throat.
Waiting with a lute,
Waiting to write of fear
Instead, song upon song
Of glowing white hair
And night-sky deep black eyes.
