Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Spring in Burntwood (2)
And snowdrops:
Spring in Burntwood (1)
We found pigs:
Blackbirds at Twilight
Blackbirds at Twilight
Calling, indignant,
Get out of my space
This is my place
I perch at the edge
The edge of worlds
The edge of all things
Guarding the boundary
I am Druid Dubh
But hear me now
For you are still
For you respect
For you listen and understand
Try to connect;
My angry shout swells
Into song so sweet
And while light remains
Hear my soothing strains
As you walk the winding lanes
To your nest.
Springing Forward…
I’m about to start writing our rite (riting??) for Spring Equinox, also know as Ostara and various other goddess related names. I’m using the theme of fresh beginnings, which is common through ritual work at the Sabbats, as we cleanse away that which is no longer required, and look forward to new achievements, new goals and new way of living.
How do you celebrate this time between Imbolc and Beltane, when light and night are in perfect accord?
Jimmy Nelson-Before They Pass Away
You must see these gorgeous pictures of tribes from around the world. Absolutely stunning:
http://www.boredpanda.org/vanishing-tribes-before-they-pass-away-jimmy-nelson/
Paganism 101: An Introduction to Paganism by 101 Pagans
Another fantastic anthology from Moon Books, with contributions from people of many paths including myself.
This new book is a composite project from Moon Books and is a really interesting read. Well, I found it so because I had no idea what others had written until I saw the pre-publication proofs! 101 of us each wrote a little section about what who we are, what we believe and what we do – http://www.moon-books.net/books/paganism-101
Available via Amazon and other book sellers.
Star light, Star bright…
Wish I may, Wish I might
Is this just a load of shite?
When we wish upon a star,
For that job or brand new car
Are we just fools? Hooked on a dream
Of hope so false and tattered seam
Of fraying thread from tapestry
Of fate or life or destiny
You work for your wishes
You graft for your goals
No freebies from heaven
So don’t sell your souls
For a dollar or dime
To throw in the well
Hang on to your hopes;
In your heart they dwell.
Oh I know this, I do.
I know it forever
I’m not superstitious you know;
I’m quite clever!
But that first star on a cloudless night
Beckons my tongue with sparkling light
I wish I may…I wish I might…
(c) Mabh Savage 2014
From todays Prompt…
Circle
Following today’s prompt of Circle, this poem is about building Sentry Circle at Lenthor Farm
Circle we dreamed
Seen in a haze
“One of these days…”
We banished that phrase
Circle we saw
In places we’d been
That made us feel keen
To make what we’d seen
Circle we drew
Guidance from past
We need it to last
So steady, not fast
Circle we built
Stone out of sand
Sprouts from the land
Raised by our hand.
Circle we blessed
Speaking to sky
Heart mind and eye
A soul that shall fly
Circle we are
When stone meets the sea
Continuity
Love; hope; family.
(C) Mabh Savage 2014
Website Overhaul
Spring cleaning doesn’t just apply to homes you know! Well, I suppose a website is a bit like an online home isn’t it… Anyway, go and have a look at the website now it’s been tidied up a bit. Does it have everything you would expect? Would you like more added in? Comments welcome.
Mabh Savage 